k**a-kc - Mack A Million With E.j. J-murda & Eddie-g lyrics

[k**a-Kc] Yo what's Macking in this peice. Leave your name and your number at the motherf**in beep If dis one of my hoes, two-way me {*BEEP*} [E.J.] Ay ay k**a? This your n***a E.J. to tha DJ Ay man I was thinkin I ain't said sh** on your whole motherf**in album So check it out, put this on there: All you motherf**in haters out there, can s** my motherf**in dick! And we still smokin, what?! [Chorus:Eddie-G] For the n***a who be talkin loud and holdin his dick Talkin sh**, he better LAY LOW For the b**h that said I shot some sh** up out of my dick Now she sick, she better LAY LOW For the n***az who be claimin my hood and really ain't from my gang, better LAY LOW I hope he don't be thinkin I'm just talkin and I won't do a thing, really HOPE SO! [E.J.] Hmm, lay low, nobody move until I say so Limo tint rollin deep like the President See I don't go to clubs, I never chase a b**h (beitch) I'm here to bang that gangsta sh** to the apocalypse We call it stress, some of y'all call it chocolate Return of the Top Dogg, and ain't no stoppin this Whatever the case, I ain't tryin to catch it Lay low, blow big dope, and slang records Unseen but well heard, do not disturb The only reason you alive cause I ain't sent the word I flip, faster than birds, Snoop Dogg will emerge from the smoke and go loc, you shouldn't provoke I bring the worst from the L.B.C. Smash motherf**ers thinkin they gon' smash on me Snoop and Dre give a fu*k about what y'all say From the "World's Most Dangerous Group" - N.W.A Ay, ay [k**a-Kc] Our rise, it was no surprise I always knew these fools would trip Hatin, fakin, schemin on mine and on the down low talkin sh** Best move cause I refuse to lose no matter which damn road I choose So lay low cause you might be bruised Top story on the evening news I ain't for games, so if you wanna play 'em lay low Lay down on the floor I'm in a rage, so if we gotta do this let me know That's what I came fo' [J-Murda] Where that n***a who be talkin sh**? He don't come around no more because I f**ed his b**h I made her s** my dick, while I was squeezin the tits Then I hit it from the back, gripped tight on them hips She tried to make me cum, but I was tryin to take her home Dropped you off and seen you fishin on your raggedy Brougham Coulda thumped you and the dog (you little f*g) And don't sag too hard, you show everybody your thong [k**la-Kc] Booyaka booyaka, we bring it straight to ya From 22's to Luger's the sh** that shoot through ya Who you motherf**ers think the Top Dogg bang with? The same click he came with and made the game flip Now n***az grow they hair, hope they stayin act hard That's even tho' yo' CEO talk sh** get slapped hard The backyard is where we get our scrap on The black car drive by then you get capped on [Chorus:Eddie-G]