Too Hard for the Fuckin’ Radio

Lyrics

[Verse 1] Listen up, I'm about to get dope It ain't nothin' but some shit I wrote About a young brotha deep in the game They call me Mac Dre and I'm keepin' the name I sport Nike shoes, I got a mic to use To talk bad about suckers, I don't like the fools Down and dirty bout spittin' my hits And if not, I'm gettin' my grits Playin' the game like it's supposed to be played Makin' much more than a minimum wage Not a pimp daddy, don't drive a Caddy I just mack and get all that babby Dre, you know I never slow down Smokin' cesstee until I'm really towed down Walk into the party, fully perked Grab the microphone and let the mouthpiece work I get hyped and the game starts flowin' The girls get freaky and it starts showin' And when the party's over at the end of the night They say: Damn, Mac Dre you ain't nothin' polite 'Cause I'm the numero uno, could never be the dos A Mac named Dre and I'm poppin' the most 18, makin' raps 'til I'm 80 though And too hard for the fuckin' radio [Hook] "Tell me something good" I'm too hard for the fuckin' radio [Verse 2] My rhymes are dope 'cause Mac Dre made 'em And made you geek every time you play them On your tape deck, hooked to your ZAPCO A little hard, but brotha I'm a mack, though Nothin' nice, makin' raps that you wanna hear Gettin cessted, put my hands on the beer I can't help it, that's what I like to do Sloppy drunk, rappin' on the mic for you A young brotha, kinda bone-skinny I take a girl to the Golden Penny Get romantic, just like I planned it Then cut turf and leave the girl stranded Is it hard because I just beat it? Not really, that's what the girl needed That's game, I thought that you knew this Mack game, and mine is the smoothest Like lotion I'm in motion I'm a mack, I was a big ocean But no matter what the fuck your name is Nothin' nice is what my game is 18, makin' raps 'til I'm 80 though And too hard for the fuckin' radio [Hook] "Tell me something good" I'm too hard for the fuckin' radio [Verse 3] Come to the Northside of the V The C the R the E the S-T Hit Leonard, what will be seen? 20 young niggas gettin' full of the heem This is the Romper Room, and you know who I am The Mac named Dre, so get with the program Nothin' proper, freaks will clock ya And if there's funk, then punk we'll mop ya So beware of the four-door Delta Get your crew if you think they can help ya And step up but not too close 'Cause the Crestside is poppin' the most And all you girls, don't you feel left out And to the boys, I've worn that flesh out And after that we can still be friends though And if not, we'll be friends with the Indo Romper Room kickin' on Leonard Street Mac Dre full of the Hennessy 18, makin' raps 'til I'm 80 though And too hard for the fuckin' radio [Hook] "Tell me something good" I'm too hard for the fuckin' radio