Who Can It Be (Remix) Mac Dre

[Verse 1]
The game I spit is fat like Oprah
Got more soul than deep fried okra
Dope like China White
Numb like dynamite
Blowin up the spot cuz dude, I'm kinda tight
Raps flow fat like beer from keg taps
Slap them saps and give dabs to big mac
Seasoned veteran this game I'm indulgin'
Pockets bulgin from bankin trojans
Love my grip but don't trip off ghetto freaks
Kill for skrill but chill deep in them ghetto streets
Dodge and duck when police chase me
Sharp as Fuck, cuz OGs laced me
Me and my mic is like gin and soko
Dunk and yako
Foot in sock oh, you didn't know
Well peep this mane
And recognize Mac Dre is the namе
I step to the mic with intent to lacе those
Who lack the nack to mac stack and break hoes
I come raw, but keep it oh so real
I got the kind of game to make a female kill
And I go deep up in some chassi
Doggystyle like that mutt called lassie
They all chase me, like cat chase mice
And I play them, like fools play dice
I'm what is known as the play B-O-Y
Some people trip cuz Dre be so fly
I stay dipped like them fools in G.Q
Step into the party and they all say he's cool