Totally Insane - I Can't Be Faded lyrics

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Totally Insane - I Can't Be Faded lyrics

[Intro: Mac-10] Yeah Back off in the motherf**in' house for the 91' Totally Insane kickin some more of that old smooth sh** From emcee Mac-10 and Ad-Kapone Doin' this sh** like a motherf**in' G.O Lettin' you punk hoes know we can't be faded So I'mma kick some of this smooth sh** Check it out [Verse 1: Mac-10] b**hes can't fade Always talking sh** About the Mac and they know they can't fade this (hell yeah) Givin' a** up Every motherf**in' day On the tip of a n***a makin' much pay Sweet jockin' every n***a that roll by Never understand and they don't know why Why the n***a's don't want em Run around town lettin' everybody bone em' Yeah it's kind of strange how they know the f**in' plan Tryna' get a n***a any f**in' way they can Droppin' silk draws just to get they walls wrecked They kind of make you wonder what the hoes'll think of next b**hes jaw-jerkin talkin' bout' what they can do And ain't doin' sh** cause the b**hes straight do They wall's extra flammy Their b**hes straight quavy A n***a like me just can't be faded [Verse 2: Mac-10] In case you don't know You betta' get a grip Cause' I just might be talkin' bout' your b**h n***a's talkin' about how they be keepin' hoes in check But really payin' b**hes just to get good s** I don't understand why you would wanna lose your bank Payin' funky tramp for some p**y that's stank For those who think I'm wrong Now what you gonna' do? Pay a stupid b**h and get your bank took too? (Haha) You better listen to the lyrics, hear it Heed to the word before you find yourself ripped Hoes nowadays is raw (raw) What you betta' do is check the b**h with ya' southpaw Let her know that you're real And you could give a motherf**in' damn about the way the b**h feel And you get the f** steppin' That's the way to let a b**h know that you can't be faded [Verse 3: Mac-10] Kickin' back late night I'm chillin' in my [?] Unexpectedly I gets a call on the phone It's my n***a Ad he said Mac what's up wit' you? You get the hoes, you bring the Hen man I'll get the [?] I said it's cool man call me back in a minute I checked the hoes to see if they down wit' it I called these hoes from Frisco Everything was planned Phoned Ad said "8 O'Clock don't forget the dank" b**hes showed up at the house They lookin' good as f** Ad had a yellow mama chocolate with a fat bu*t Hazel eyes just as she was tight as hell nothin' nice Ad' b**h was thick as f** with jade green eyes He looked at me he grabbed the stoag fired up the weed I look at him I hit the Hennessy and lemon squeeze We was full yeah the b**hes they was gone too Took em' back like a mack yeah it's time to screw I Grabbed that a** she was pootin' like she had gas Knew I was good cause' I heard the loud a** clap Had to check myself, bailed up out it for a minute I'm hella glad I wore a cap when I went up in it b**hes like that are b**hes that'll come raw n***as like us are n***as that come to the jaw So you b**hes that's quavy You know me and Ad just can't be faded (faded) [Outro: Ad-Kapone] Yeah man this is goin' out to all you little stupid b**hes out there That tried to plex on me and the Mac Yo f** all you dumb hoes cause' y'all ain't about sh** Yo you know what I'm sayin' ridin on the motherf**in' Bozac Yo b**h you can get the Bozac without the payback you know what I'm sayin So lay back b**h Two stoags to everybody that's down with the gangsta sh**