Gangsta Mac

I got this bitch on the corner, she hella cute I'm always digging in her bra and getting hella loot
 Whats happening? I'm Mac Dre the bitch wetter and pimping is one of the many ways I get cheddar
 On a bitch back like a thick sweater, you know I represent that 16th letter
 The P, pimping, west coast pimping
 Pockets so fat that motherfuckas got me limping
 It's in my blood, I'm a Mac from birth
 A west coast Cutthroat, from the turf
 I'm in her purse more than she be, that's his wife but I be fucking more than he be
 I go gorilla, that's on the reala
 And the Pittsburg I know don't got no stealas
 It's nothing new, we old school like retro and this gangsta Mac shit on this west coast
 West Coast
 Get Stupid!
 West Coast
 Get Stupid!
 I'm a gangsta Mac, I break a bitch
 Send a ho for the dough, yup make her fetch
 Bring it back like we playing catch trick dry [?] like guns to your head like playing roulette
 Pimps follow me copying what I do next with the coupe on 22's and not the new bitch
 Yellow and blue wrist, yellow and blue kicks I used to move bricks and make them do flips now
 I pimp bitches that's in porno movies while a model bitch feeding me sushi rocking Gucci
 I rock the Louis, model or a groupie you wanna fuck with Yuk bitch socking it to me
 I'm into jewelry bitch ice my wrist up, put it on the internet and the strip club
 And I met her in the strip club, now she fucking with a rich thug yup stay chipped up, what!
 On Chevy you should see the guts in him
 And he cut to fit the 26 inch rim (Dayuumm!)
 351 you should see when it passed ya
 Pushing on your gas but he's a little bit faster
 Fuck what you thought got money here
 My speakerbox shaking up my rear-view mirror (Baba! Baba! Baba!)
 San Quinn told me half these niggas is acting, just be about your business you the west coast vaccine (Westsideee!)
 Seek does not neat you diss you get wet put money on your head for disrespecting this vet
 I only feel comfortable around my hoodlums, why you own a gun man ya'll ain't gon' shoot em'!
 I was raised by the low lows, dreadlocks and peacoats, hell yeah we smoke weed!
 Keep sherm and in snow
 You catch me posted where the goons is at, shoot you from the front leave a hole in your back