Mac Dre 2 Hard 4 the Fuckin' Radio Lyrics

Young Black Brotha Track Listing
CD 1
  • 1 2 Hard 4 the Fuckin' Radio
  • 2 All Damn Day
  • 3 2 the Double R 'Wit Coolio'
  • 4 On My Toes
  • 5 Get Some Get Right
  • 6 Young Playah
  • 7 California Livin'
  • 8 This Is the Mac
  • 9 I'm N Motion
  • 10 Nothin' Correctable (interlude)
  • 11 They Don't Understand 'Wit Ray Luv'
  • 12 Young Black Brotha
  • 13 The Romp Ya'll
  • 14 My Chevy 'Wit Mac Mall'
  • 15 The M.A.C & Mac D.R.E. 'Wit The Mac'
  • 16 Young Mac Dre
  • 17 Much Love 4 The Mac
  • 18 Gift 2 Gab
  • 19 A Piece From Khayree
  • 20 U Still Punk Police
  • 21 Out the Water (interlude)
  • Listen up, I'm about to get dope
    It ain't nothin' but some shit I wrote
    About a young brotha deep in the game
    They call me Mac Dre and I'm keepin the name
    I sport Nikey shoes, I got a mic to use
    To talk bad about suckers, I don't like the fools
    Down and dirty bout spittin' my hits
    And if not, I'm gettin' my grits
    Playin' the game like it's supposed to be played
    Makin' much more than the minimum wage
    Not a pimp daddy, don't drive a Caddy
    I just mack and get all that babby
    Dre, you know I never slow down
    Smokin cesstee until I'm really towed down
    Walk into the party, fully perked
    Grab the microphone and let the mouthpiece work
    I got hype and the game starts flowin'
    The girls get freaky and it starts showin'
    And when the party's over at the end of the night
    They say: Damn, Mac Dre you ain't nothin' polite
    Cause I'm the numero uno, could never be the dos
    A Mack named Dre and I'm poppin the most
    18, makin' raps 'til I'm 80 though
    And too hard for the fuckin' radio

    "Tell me somethin' good"
    I'm too hard for the fuckin' radio

    My rhymes are dope cause Mac Dre made 'em
    And made you geek every time you play them
    On your tape deck, hooked to your Sacco
    A little hard, but brotha I'm a mack, though
    Nothin' nice, makin' raps that you wanna hear
    Gettin cessted, put my hands on the beer
    I can't help it, that's what I like to do
    Sloppy drunk, rappin' on the mic for you
    A young brotha, kinda bone-skinny
    I take a girl to the golden penny
    Get romantic, just like I planned it
    Then cut turf and leave the girl stranded
    Is it hard becuz I just beat it?
    Not really, that's what the girl needed
    That's game, I thought that you knew this
    Mack game, and mine is the smoothest
    Like lotion I'm in motion
    I'm a mack, I was a big ocean
    But no matter what the fuck your name is
    Nothin' nice is what my game is
    18, makin' raps 'til I'm 80 though
    And too hard for the fuckin' radio

    "Tell me somethin' new"
    I'm too hard for the fuckin' radio

    Come to the Northside of the V
    The C the r the e the s-t
    Hit Lennard, what will be seen?
    20 young niggaz gettin full of the Hen
    This is the Romper Room, and you know who I am
    The mack named Dre, so get with the program
    Nothin' proper, freaks will clock ya
    And if there's funk, then punk we'll mop ya
    So beware of the four-door Delta
    Get your crew if you think they can help ya
    And step up but not too close
    Cause the Crestside is poppin the most
    And all you girls, don't you feel left out
    And to the boys, I've worn that flesh out
    And after that we can still be friends though
    And if not, we'll be friends with the Indo
    Romper Room kickin on Lennard Street
    Mac Dre full of the Hennessy
    18, makin' raps 'til I'm 80 though
    And too hard for the fuckin' radio

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