face I'm gonna get a backwood and roll me an eighth [Chorus x2] Hit two times and pass Can I smoke with you Hit two times and pass That's what your
z, Hit the switch front and back, make it bounce, Let it jump, Killa-for-ni-a is where I'm from, 3 wheelin' with the ass out, smoke chronic 'til I pass
the shit I guess you to blame too I just found the angle No more reality flow I'm tryna time my album dropping with a reality show Cock the Mac 11 in
em-phasis on our syllables [Verse 2 - Jay-Z] If the emphasis on the compact disc isn't the beat Than I'm gon' feature Em and get rich And let Dre mix
2 to tango you call this a lame flow you bought the shit I guess you to blame too I just found the angle no more reality flow I'm tryna time my album
I'm dippin by myself, I'm bout to call up my boys I pass up the carwash see some bitches lookin fine I hit the corner one more time to see the booty
gangsta shit like Eazy E and Cube but still true lyricists smashin the cuts up verbally like Ras Kass and Kurupt e-40 Mac Dre holdin down the bay still doin the thizz even though he passed
must don't know, bitch I'm the kind [Verse 6] (Man it's cold) It's cold as the Swiss Alps People get on me, than homie I switch routes Mac Dre stay cussin
, young Mac Dre I pops it boy, I pops it big [Verse One] It all started off with the doctor telling my momma push On that night in 1-9-7-0 mac dre hopped
em Stupid motherfuckas, but I can't knock 'em I just wanna bash ho, and only get cash ho You want Dre to stay and lay, but I have to pass ho [Chorus] [
2 to tango You call this a lame flow You bought the shit I guess you to blame too I just found the angle No more reality flow I'm tryna time my album
run! You should break North for thinkin with your's Send out track signed sincerely harcore Throw you in a choke hold hoe, smack you with the Mac-one-
