Mac Dre - Stuart Littles lyrics

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Mac Dre - Stuart Littles lyrics

Mind trip Professionals Professionals on the roll Start acting like amateurs Amateurs They think they know what we doing ya feel me So what we're gonna do is keep this thing professional Yadiadamean P-R-mothaf**in O n***az This ain't no fairty tale of hansel and gretel But more important cuddy Fool it's the ghetto Heavy metal pushin on the chevy petal War in the street is the only way the beef is settled Young monster, no guilty conscience Hold a n***a hostage, empty out a cartridge Scaredy n***as, do the f**in ostrich Hide ya head so a n***a can't pop it (blap) You better watch it, see and be cautious Act like an alien, we'll treat you like a martian Ponderosa, 69 from santa rosa, no sir, we don't drink mimosa Dre ain't know home boy, I'm benefited Hop in the old school, lay low and dip a few Baggage on both sides, T-Shirts and tennis shoes Givin a n***a the blues, fight a fool win or lose Never see me talkin to 5-o or givin clues Read about me runnin from 5-o on the news We tryina go cause 5-o is into fools They beena fool Boy you know what I'm finna do See men on the DL is what I'm finna do Hit the sto' fo' mo' OJ, Gin and Juice It's 10 and 2 I'm on a mission like always Tryina have my mail longer than hallways Breakin every single one of my b**hes they all pay It's literally all day that these b**hes would dre [Rinnggggg] [Ho:] Hello Dre? [Dre:] Whaaat b**h? Ya'll n***az tote heaters My n***az tote ovens 40 cal we pull about a dozen I'll keep your cousin Make em eat blood I'm just a thug From the country club n***a what? s**, money and murder We ballaz touch more cheese than hamburgers (HAMBURGERS?) I pack a squirter, extended clip These blade a** n***as, they seem to trip Stuart littles, with no viddles f** with me, get sent to hospitals I don't be playin I get to sprayin So before you pull a lick Put some mac dre in