Livin’ It Mac Dre

[Verse 1]
Dream, scheme, that's what I tell bitches
These punk niggas get pressed like twelve inches
I smell stenches, I been in the trenches
But they're still staring in my grill like dentures
I fuck with Brotha Lynch's and Andre Nickatina's
Tote forties, four-fours, tens, and even Nina's
I be the cleanest when I step into the arena
Committing felonies, fuck some misdemeanors
Have you seen her? She ran off renegadin'
She tried to juice me, but ain't no lemonadin'
Or eliminating, I be the last man standing
Sharp like Shannon, Rich like Gannon
I'm four deep at Brandon's, and they ain't understanding
I do a J.R. Ewing, or Knots Landing
Mac Dre, I'm one nice dream
And I'll make your brain melt like ice cream

[Hook 2x]
I'm Livin' It, distribute it
The streets are inhibited
By cut throat niggas just like me that's out there getting dividends

[Verse 2]
I always feel like somebody's watching me
But ain't no droppin' me or poppin' me or stoppin' me
Got animosity
For the way these notches be
Constantly, jockin' me
But fail to pay me properly
I'm stuck up in the clouds high velocity
Gone off that broccoli, and every ho that I could see
I'm steady poppin' P, Its like rockin' D
I put the whammy on it, nigga, now I'm clockin' G's
More than Monopoly, boy this a knockin' beat
More game than Socrates, the champ boy when I compete
That constant be, poppin' E, when I drop a heat
It's a knock when I drop, boy, and rock the beat