Mac Dre Stuart Littles Lyrics

Thizzelle Washington Track Listing
CD 1
  • 1 Intro
  • 2 Monday Thru Sunday
  • 3 Stuart Littles
  • 4 Help Me
  • 5 The Mac Named Dre
  • 6 Dam I Used to Know That (interlude)
  • 7 Boss Tycoon
  • 8 4 Myself
  • 9 C.U.T./T.H.O.A.T.
  • 10 Han Solo
  • 11 Rap Life
  • 12 Thizzelle Dance
  • 13 Soom Lama (interlude)
  • 14 Big Breaded
  • 15 Dollalalala Lotsa Paypa
  • 16 Miss You
  • Mind trip
    Professionals on the roll
    Start acting like amateurs
    They think they know what we doing ya feel me
    So what we're gonna do is keep this thing professional
    P-R-mothafuckin O Niggaz

    This ain't no fairty tale of hansel and gretel
    But more important cuddy
    Fool it's the ghetto
    Heavy metal pushin on the chevy petal
    War in the street is the only way the beef is settled
    Young monster, no guilty conscience
    Hold a nigga hostage, empty out a cartridge
    Scaredy niggas, do the fuckin ostrich
    Hide ya head so a nigga can't pop it (blap)
    You better watch it, see and be cautious
    Act like an alien, we'll treat you like a martian
    Ponderosa, 69 from santa rosa, no sir, we don't drink mimosa
    Dre ain't know home boy, I'm benefited
    Hop in the old school, lay low and dip a few
    Baggage on both sides, T-Shirts and tennis shoes
    Givin a nigga the blues, fight a fool win or lose
    Never see me talkin to 5-o or givin clues
    Read about me runnin from 5-o on the news
    We tryina go cause 5-o is into fools
    They beena fool
    Boy you know what I'm finna do
    See men on the DL is what I'm finna do
    Hit the sto' fo' mo' OJ, Gin and Juice
    It's 10 and 2 I'm on a mission like always
    Tryina have my mail longer than hallways
    Breakin every single one of my bitches they all pay
    It's literally all day that these bitches would dre

    [Ho:] Hello Dre?

    [Dre:] Whaaat Bitch?

    Ya'll niggaz tote heaters
    My niggaz tote ovens
    40 cal we pull about a dozen
    I'll keep your cousin
    Make em eat blood
    I'm just a thug
    From the country club
    Nigga what? sex, money and murder
    We ballaz touch more cheese than hamburgers (HAMBURGERS?)
    I pack a squirter, extended clip
    These blade ass niggas, they seem to trip
    Stuart littles, with no viddles
    Fuck with me, get sent to hospitals
    I don't be playin
    I get to sprayin
    So before you pull a lick
    Put some mac dre in

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