Mac Dre - Mac Dre (Game I'm Spittin) lyrics

[Intro: Mac Dre] Serving fat game that you couldn't imagine Boy I can talk a cat off a fish wagon Or sell an Eskimo ice at a high price and get him twice Man I'm not nice, and games my merchandise I grime rhymes like ba** rocks an "89" Lacin young playas getting em ready for shady times No shady rhymes you're guaranteed to love it And since I got much of it, it's gonna cost to dub it So get ya scrilla, ya fetti, ya scratch, and yo mail And holla at me folks, I got game for sale [Verse 1] Mothaf**as jock me cuz I'm dope when I be flowin s**as try to stop me, but I'm honking keep on going I'm simply not the type that likes to kick it with a square I kick it with the b**h who's filthy rich cuz im a player Time and time again man n***as always ask me Why do ho's jock you when you spit raps so nasty I look them in the eye and I reply to the question Game is to be taught so let me teach yo a** a lesson b**hes love n***as who can pop a lot of sh** Sprung on the tongue so they jock for the dick I never met a broad that didn't like the way I lace her Poured a ho some game and served this pimpin as a chaser Fools can't understand the sh** I teach in a verse Rapping about that b**h and how she reached in her purse It takes a true playa to really recognize It's all about that money not the sh** between the thighs s**as love p**y more than money and they show it They eat it and mistreat it and they even pay for it I truly don't know why them fools be salting up the game Real n***as pimp but you don't hear me man I know this mothaf**a who won't hesitate to hit a b**h A right to the jaw is what I saw when he got with his b**h Showing no mercy for them hoes that be flossing Acting like they all that when they only good for tossing I feel the same way about them b**hes that be faking Hoes ain't sh** unless they bringing home the bacon And if it's like that then I act like I love the ho but when I'm not with her man I'm dicking down another ho Playas know what I flow is nothin but that real sh** f** them fakin broads man get you a real b**h [Chorus] I don't be bullsh**tin with this game that I'm spittin So pay attention to this game that you gettin Its kind of foul and some say wow But I be servin it real the only way I know how [Verse 2] As I put down this demo know you when I hear no s**a sh** out these lips but I bet you'll hear mo Styles and techniques sh** to catch freaks If ya lackin mackin homeboy you best beat I serve it the right way, them broads they like Dre I'm givin baby action if I'm thinkin she might pay I might play, with her body and soul And have her doin every god damn thing she's told I manipulate than stipulate The rules then I use every grit she makes See I'm a playa up in this game, a professional And if you ain't sh** b**h I'mma let ya know Then I'm gonna let you go ho cuz I don't need ya Take em, break em, shake em a pimp's procedure She sips, they feed ya be glad they g'd ya I'mma kick back an*lyze and read ya Pre-potentials re-percentials Then run a player check on your freak credentials No time to play games with broads that say thangs Irrelevant I tell a b**h the sh** that Dre brings Is realer than Swiss cheese I'm out to get G's, if you ain't with it punk b**h then get these nuts in your mouth no more no less You f**in around with that pimp playa crest [Chorus x2] I don't be bullsh**tin with this game that I'm spittin So pay attention to this game that you gettin Its kind of foul and some say wow But I be servin it real the only way I know how [Talking] Spittin that real sh** ya know Mac Who Mac Mothaf**in Dre Crest Side, For my folks, my real folks Young Sugawolf, Mothaf**in Pimp I'm fresh out the mothaf**in federales And my folks is giving me love on this album I got to turn this out for you cuddie I got to do this for you cuddie Young Dubee you big ol' Pimp you Love you folks Lets get rich, pimp a b**h And k** a mothaf**in snitch