Many Styles Mac Dre

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[Verse]
Why won't she? Why won't she?
One day she gon' see she got me lonely
Those are words you'll never hear from us
You didn't know it's pimpin' over here with us?
Oh, what a hit we made, never givin' a bitch a break
Sippin' on them vintage grapes, police we quick to shake
Pedal to the metal, never hit the brakes
Smokin' hella weed, no sticks or shakes
Smoke with hella niggas, I instigate
Dumpin' on niggas, I hit and skate
Fans, they picture-take, yo man's thеy pimpatrate
I'ma take all the monеy the ho make
She gon' keep it comin', man, and don't wait
I don't fake, I don't hate when I put my voice on tape
Everybody go so stupid dumb
Everybody say, "Man, here he come"
Like 1-5-1 Bacardi Rum, Dre gon' get the party dumb
Always got bomb for the lung
And when the police come, man, I run
Yoking something, dosing something
Smoking something, Syko make them hoes sing

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