Mac Mall - People Ever Ask You? lyrics

*(Khayree)* Check one, two (Uh) Check, check one, two Hot sh** (Oh yea) (Uh) Young Black Brotha hot sh** (What?) Uh-huh-uh-huh-uh-huh-uh-huh Confident One (Representin!) (Wha, what?) (Spit this sh** for me than man) (This Mac Mall in here) (You feel me playa?) (Check this out) (I'm gon' let these n***as know what's really goin' on though) Chorus 2x *(Confident One)* Do people ever ask you why you smoke so much weed? Why yo pants saggin' while you sippin' Hennessy? Smashin a V-12 doin' one-sixty Tryin to get this money so we in this b**h deep Verse 1 *(Confident One)* Here's the reason why TC-1 don't give a f** Cuz n***as won't lend you a dime when you down on yo luck Plus they buck When you up these hoolagan n***as 'll leave you stuck An if you as cold as starvin' Nobody put a nickle in your cup Reprehensible attitudes is what we dealin' wit An in this Millennieum we die From one stroke of our dick What a world When you ain't got nothin' they say "He ain't bout sh**." An when you ball to often these n***as they want you to quit (stop, stop!) We up against all odds as we sippin' Hennessy Avoidin' shady n***as Quick to blast at racist police An to you money hungry b**hes I won't even waste my time I give a f** how fine I won't spend a f**in' dime I'm tired of you n***as an yo repitious talk How you's a k**a that stalks A pimp wit that walk Let me shake my ashes as this THC ignites Khayree turn the beat up an pa** the weed to fix your sight Beware of them n***as who won't look you in yo eye Smilin' all the time But in they heart is dispise Check the blueprints Study the (sclumatics??) Learn the lesson An as you roll four deep in your whip my n***as here's the question *(Chorus)* Verse 2 *(Mac Mall)* I wrote this fo' them inquiring minds Who need to worry bout they own an stay the f** outta mine Punk n***as always whinin' an lyin' All on my mutha f**in nuts Juss like them chickens in the beauty salon, choppin me up s**as get so emotional When you ridin they hoe Or when you ballin an they out there broke But I'd a seen n***as wit loot hatin on me too Cuz I done Treated they boo juss like a prostitute Let her slide on my dick An she gave me ya whole script How much mail you workin wit An where ya hide them kicks But I ain't trippin off you trick, I'd rather spark me a spliff The white widow wit the Afghan-hashish mix b**hes get so pa**ionate When a n***a f** the p**y Steal the heart An take the chips an then dip An when you tell all your friends they like, "No he didn't!" An in yo face they might tell ya that Mac Mall ain't sh** But that was one big mistake that was made by this chick See she told 'em how I f**ed now her cousins my new b**h Real mackin' hear me Go on an crack the Henny Go on an spark the Philly We goin' straight to the land Now if I dropped ya on the track Hit the block in a Lac When I see you later You besta have me a grand Call me more than a playa Fool I'm more like the coach Runnin plays on the bench "Go deep young hoe!!" *(Chorus)* Verse 3 *(Mac Mall)* I show the world no mercy Shall let no n***a serve me Shall let no b**h disturb me She juss ain't worthy Born in the game, forced to get my hands dirty An life is like a house party an I'm strapped Plus perkin' Always off the Roper You always see me loaded I always stay paid punk an all you marks can quote it I spit that true game An you been fiendin fo' it Like every line is heir-on coated Hip-hop an you own it! *(Chorus)* *(Mac Mall)* Deep, deep, deep! Fa sho Let 'em know about it Let 'em know about it, Mac Mall in this b**h n***a Fa all my mutha f**in folks What's up to my n***as out in Oakland What's up to my mutha f**as in Frisco Fa sho Uh-huh My n***as out there in South Central Watts!! What's up!! (Keep it poppin man) Yeah mutha f**a Always, always keep it poppin. (Mac Mall) (Get that money so we in this b**h) *(Khayree)* Vallejo I ain't forget you baby I ain't forget you Yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo Uh. (Tryin' to get this money) We in here Ferg! What's up baby! I'm comin' off a cold man Hit these s**as wit some of this... super simple funk, one time ya know Yeah sumpthin' for that trunk