On Mac Dre (Ft. Smoov-E)

[Intro: Mac Dre]
("Maybe someday she'll get run over or something.")
By a tricycle!
("That's what I pray for every night.")
And ten more bicycles!
Yeah, erry night
I don't like the bitch
I hate the bitch
Ya know, fuck the bitch

[Verse 1: Mac Dre]
Now before I start rapping, I must warn ya
I just washed down two mushrooms with some orange juice
I was thizzin' when I wrote this, forgive me if it goes astray
It's just one of the many dumb flows of Dre
I'm tryna see G's, play these hoes like CDs
Old school like the Bee Gees
Give me green and some Whеaties
You don't want to see these, I don't givе no freebies
Ho, this dick cost, what you thought I fucked was ten ki's
Remy, it's in me, bring me what you got
Then baby maybe I'll love you like my two Glocks
I'm too hot, I do not, fuck with no havers
I'm a Crestside cutthoat, cold toe-tagger
A ho capturer, then keep 'em in captivity
You ain't know about that niggity, Driggity, M-Diggity?