Mac Dre’s The Name (1989 - EP)

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Mac Dre’s The Name (1989 - EP)

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[Intro] Yeah let me put this shit out So I can make this muthafuckin' tape Mac Dre, Mac Dre in full effect to my Crestside peoples And it goes a little something like this [Verse 1] Dre, the lyrical kingpin I'm dealing rhymes that got you fiendin' 'Cause every time you hear the name The rhymes have you kicking like base cocaine Erotic, exotic, they call me narcotic 'Cause fans get hooked on my funky fresh product The captain of rappin' and I'm just the Mac and... Smokin Bhudda Italian, my dollars are stackin' Steady coming up 'cause I'm getting elevation Numero uno that means I'm the ace and... The best who ever did it, I just spit it A sucker heard me rhyme and he damn near shitted That's the way it goes with a big ol' mack Hanging with the boys on the Mark street track Drinking Hennessy then kick it with a girl I beat the babies down and then I hurl And every time i throw up, you know i roll up A big fat spliff and then I'm to' up The very next day i do it all again But instead of Hennessy I'm sippin' on gin [Hook] Mac, Mac, Mac Dre is the name Mac, Mac, Mac Dre is the name [Verse 2] You see once upon a time I was convicted Started writing rhymes and I got addicted Know every single time I put a pen in my hand I write a dope rhyme now here I go, again See I'm an M.C. and Mac Dre's my name No i don't sport ?kinkles? and i don't wear chains Fuck being jerked i got my fingers mounted And the gold stands out while the money is counted I kick with my posse and my posse is large Clocking long dollars and the boys are hard Being down and dirty 'cause it's so damn ruthless Make the wrong move and you end up toothless No I'm not joking 'cause i don't tell jokes I kick with the boys while Ray Cat yokes Burning long rubber all on your shoes 'Cause a posse like mine is just bad news See I'm the kinda of brother who like his money I call a girl bitch, won't call her honey Just kick back while the money is made Sippin' on Bird and grape cool-aid I may talk a little dirty when I rap But i rap pimp shit not this and that I'm just a young brotha with so much game Gettin' busy on the mic and Mac Dre is the name [Hook] Mac, Mac, Mac Dre is the name Mac, Mac, Mac Dre is the name [Verse 3] Mac Dre is the name fool, so be cool And if you want to get taught, then come to my school And you better pay attention if you don't I'll flunk ya Do like Michael Jordan, grab ya then dunk ya Treat you like barbecue, pick you up start to chew Throw you to the dogs when I'm done and through with you 'Cause I'm just a poet this lyrical vocalist Suckers stay back, 'cause they all know I'm just a microphone soloist An individual, steady gettin' deffer while they stay pitiful Yeah, you guessed it I'm not the nice guy I treat suckers bad, I'm not the nice one I'm hard as hell can you tell my rhymes sell? Just a mack from the town of Vallejo To my young cuddie Nate yo wussup mayne I'm nothing nice and Mac Dre's the name [Hook] Mac, Mac, Mac Dre is the name Mac, Mac, Mac Dre is the name That muthafuckin' name [Verse 4] Mac Dre's the name and the fan's stay quiet Until I come through the door and they start up a riot Pulling on my pants, shirt and drawers And that is the moment I have to pause I mean stop, yo wait a minute, hold up Boys get the gats, bullets and load up And if they keep trippin' you better start sprayin' 'Cause I'm not the one you know what I'm sayin? Some like that shit but I'm not the type Just give me a mic and watch me get hype When I'm done yo i hit the back door Hop in the limo cut to the store Get a fifth of Hennessy. kick it tough in the V With my partner Eric B, 'cause he's just a friend of me And when i say Eric B i don't mean the DJ I mean the Eric B, who keeps it dope for Mac Dre The sucker MC killa, so watch me go thrilla If i see your girl listen I'm just gonna have to pull her Right off her boyfriend, treat her good till the end Then leave her in the cold, let her chill out in the wind Freaky girls, do you hear? I'm sippin' gin, I don't bend For this rhyme, it is done Yo I'm up, out of here [Outro] Yeah Mac Dre Mac Dre Mac, Mac, Mac Dre That muthafuckin' name That name That name That muthafuckin' name Yeah so damn hard Straight out the V-Town Going out to my Crestside peoples Yo wassup E.V Wassup Lady G Kilo Curt, Freaky D Big G Mac Ray and Mac Dante Yeah young Marty And Ronnie Wags just get them zags you know Mac, Mac, Mac, Mac Dre is the name Mac Dre is the name That name That name That muthafuckin' name Mac Dre is the name

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