Mac Dre - The Coldest MC lyrics

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MC Muthafuckin Dre Biatch

Back Thu Here Doin Somethin Visious Spittin That Shit That You Like Now This Is What I Want Ya'll To Do Check This Out

Light Yourself A Dank Join Let Your Mind Go

Listen To Tese Lyrics As I Let This Ryhm Flow

Im Funky With This Shit Cuz My Style Is Authentic

And Keeps These Suckas Jockin So My Windows Stay Tinted

I Ment It When I Said That I Will Pimp Till I Die

Makin Them Bitches Cry And Nigga Dont Ask Me Why

I Flow That Pimp Shit Cuz I Know That Pimp Shit

I Smoke That Hemp Shit

Not Wit That Simp Shit

Stupid Doo Doo Dumb Is The Only Way I Come

Let The Track Ride Give Me The Mic And Ill Run

Smooth With The Groove Like A Saxophone

My Raps Is On And Man Caps Is Blown

Staight Up Suckas Heads Wit The Ryhms I Shoot

Fuckin Wit The Bitch If She's Kind Of Cute

I Find Her Lue

I Shake The Spot

Yu'll Never Hear A Bitch Say I Ate The Cock

I Mac Kick Back And Stack That Cash

I Throw These Things Foo Dont Make Me Tap That Ass

The Mac Named Dre Is The Man For Real

Hoes Wanna Ride My Seddan De Ville Cuz Im A Young Playa Wit That Crest Side Game

Kickin The Funky Shit Makin The Rest Sound Lame

And Every Time I Rap I Bust Wat You Like Cuz Im The Coldest Mc To Touch A Mic

Every Time I Rap I Bust Wat You Like Cuz Im The Coldest Mc To Touch A Mic

They Trips When I Spits Cuz Im Nothin Respectable

But Still When I Steal Boi Im Nothin Correctable

I Got Raps That Make Niggaz Say God Damn

Hes A Foo Wit The Mic In His Hand

I Can Teach A Square Everything Hes Lakin

Cuz Partna Im A Playa Wit Some Uncut Magic

I Spit Shit That Makes Tricks Go Runnin High

Down Them Clowns Around Town They Wonder Why

I Neva Give A Bitch Who Ain't Rich The Time A Day

They Got Me Fucked Up If They Think That Ima Pay

Ima Play Until Shes All Played Out

Have Her Friend Sayin Damn Girl You Mac Dre'd Out

Cuz Every Time I Rap I Bust Wat You Like Cuz Im The Coldest Mc To Touch A Mic

Every Time I Rap I Bust Wat You Like Cuz Im The Coldest Mc To Touch A Mic

At The Drop Of A Dime I Can Ryhm A Tight Rap

And Make A Muthafucka Say Damn He Like That

Get It Wit The Tung That Will Run For Many Miles

Gettin Niggaz Sprung Cuz I Come Wit Many Styles

Hoes Come In Rows To Get Yours They Gettin Wit Me

Singin On The Flys On The Side Of The Mississippi

Band In 6 States By The Sargent General

Im Nown To Be Addictive Sellin Dopes Of Bleminals

And I Dont Stop Servin Like Them Foos At Denni's

Like Julius Ervin,Michael Jordan And Penny

I Go Coast To Coast Wit A Dose Of This Realness

Slapin Your Brain This Game Can You Feel Me

I Flow Like River Water

Aint No Nigga Harder

Others That Was Rockin Is Forgotten Like Jimmy Carter

But Im Gone Be Around

Just Like Him Dowm

A Old Ass Playa Still Pullin Them Panties Down

And Every Time I Rap I Bust Wat You Like Cuz Im The Coldest Mc To Touch A Mic

Every Time I Rap I Bust Wat You Like Cuz Im The Coldest Mc To Touch A Mic

Thanks to ViC for these lyrics