Shots Out

Lyrics

[Intro: Mac Dre, Khayree] Mac motherfuckin' Dre What's up, playa? Check this out, mayne. It's been a dope ass EP Uh-huh Music tight; raps tight Oh, you know the raps is tight And all them jealous motherfuckers gotta step the fuck back Step off, punks! Goddamn right. But check this out, though You need to send a shot out to your partners and shit Let 'em know, you know what I'm saying, you thinking about 'em and things Oh, oh, what you talking about, $hort and them with that Oaktown funk? That's right, that's right Oh, alright, playa. Check this out, kick the beat then, I'ma do it Check it out [Verse: Mac Dre] Yeah, what's up, motherfuckers? Who? My boy MC Pooh who's cold fuckin' with dank And track layer, rhyme-sayer young Anthony Banks My motherfuckin' partner $hort D-O-G And a riggedy Romp shot to Spice O-N-E Richie fuckin' Rich, you know he's down with me, Dre Dangerous Dame got 'em ridin' on the freeway You know The Bay is coming way too real You got MC Ant and young Filthy Phil Reek Daddy and my homeboy Coolio And Khayree's pumpin' dope through the studio Stevie D sweepin' 'em under the rug And last but not least, it's young Ray Luv Ray Luv, yeah, that's right You better get his fuckin' tape 'cause it's hella tight Check it, y'all, check it, y'all, check it, y'all, check it, y'all [Outro: Mac Dre] Yeah, yeah, Mac motherfuckin' Dre What's up, Kilo? Ronnie Waggs, my homeboy Young Ray Young Clete, stay strong, mayne, you know Freaky D, my homeboy J, Mac Marty, uh-huh What's up, Young Touchup?