[Mac Dre talking] Da U.S. Open [uh, hello, uh] Let the games begin [hello, uh, hello] [Mac Dre] You white around the mouth Your lips need car-mex I'
; rolls wit the 80's shit Lit that hazy, asked her "What you know about Thizz?" "What you know about this? Naw Bitch Thizz" Cuz that's what it is DJ put
fate in the palm of my hand Wit this here throw away I empty out and load the K The lil' figga wit the gun that's bigger than him It's kinda hard to hold
hear Tryin' to get things clear If they ain't clear And if she stay here She's runnin like a reindeer No playin' here, it's mackin' fo real Packin' a
thugs go nuts like we handin out bundles Promotas have my money cuz I got cutthoat muscle Crack a smerk helmet, won't argue or tussle Mack The Most, but u
40) [Mac Dre:] R-a-d-I-o, Fittin ta throw this thang back like G.I. Joe, Lyin though, decept the con, They kinna like Cafe Escalon. Glass pack, El da
Ya Love Its Crestside Out The Gate And What That Means Its Me And My Team Either Cutthoat Committee Or The Five Tre' Fev' Thuggin Wit Them Boys On Da
'm so dense, My mouth's stopped making sense, I may be a basket case but at least I've got friends. 'cause when I am with you, Nothing is uncool, And it's
a subway I don't want to be forgotten I can't be alone So don't you dare leave me It's like coming home It's a skin that has died Human voices like
in shame I don't want to be forgotten I can't be alone So don't you dare leave me It's like coming home It's a skin that has died Human voices like a
poppin' Tip on da glock from a crip up in Compton Shootin' at da cops, fuck 1 time I gave her to da block, I fucked 1 time We boys in da hood and nigga
to enlight Device up in da skin tight Words of wisdom wail from my windpipe Imaginations in flight I send light, like Ben's kite I've been bright Get open
the bathroom You gone get snuck, I rock that E A S E C G I'm Hurricane and I'm S O U T H S I D E, it's what I claim And let me see you put your arm
daddy told em kids I?ll never forget He went to jail on Holland Road, for tryn to piss Hit my auntie Trina tho, lookin for my cousin Looked at me cross da
back, Brick City, I've been born again Master, hit the switch, Igor, he's alive Yo, set it off, set it off, yo, yo, yo Let's start ridin', my flows
a sunroof Or maybe a three-way power hole We ride 24's or better, wood grain or leather, with a hole That's all I know, I know Plus 15's in the trunk
I-P P to da I...I to da T Ying to the Yang Up in this thang D to da roc My Nigga Kaine Open it cut Pouring it up Rolling it up Holding it up Aint her
bride (HERE comes THE bride!) Here, comes the bride! (here comes the bride) Here comes da bride!! (woooeeeeee!) Lo do da lo (*they break down in laughter*) La da