(phone conversation between mac and a girl) Mac: wassup girl? what's happenin with ya? Girl: nothing Mac: chillin huh? Girl: yeah Mac: well look, you
Übersetzung: Mac. Still Callin 'Me.
of Funk) [Phone conversation between Mac and a girl] [Mac:] Wassup girl? What's happenin with ya? [Girl:] Nothing [Mac:] Chillin huh? [Girl:] Yeah [Mac
I gets more pussy than cotex, I sport rolex, purchase with bad checks just to get with me, sit with me get a pit for me, bitch you ain't shit to me
his chest make sure that nigga wet deck [hook] [T.I.:] Call me triple-O.G. pussy nigga gon see You come with that disrespect and you know what it gon be Call me
stomach [50 Cent:] Nigga it's Boo-Boo But you can call me 50 Fuck with me the police will have to get me 760 I-I ride I'm a rider Molsotov, I toss that
I lay me down to sleep I, pray and thank the Lord for givin me another fruitful, dayyy I wanna be a peaceful man but still when niggaz come for me all
that ass up But rugged and rough is how I'm steppin Mac is the weapon, and it's always kept in Eye on the Mac cause the dogg got it goin on If you come
me and get your caps peeled You know, See [Chorus: 2Pac] Grab your glocks when you see Tupac Call the cops when you see Tupac, Uhh Who shot me, but
me And get your caps peeled You know, See [Chorus] Grab your glocks when you see 2pac Call the cops when you see 2pac, Uhh Who shot me, But, your punks
faggot, if I want it I'm gon' have it Regardless if it's handed to me or I gotta grab it Don't make a ass outta yaself tryin to stop me I'm cocky, raps
y'all be shot the fuck up Born a healthy baby, I wasn't always crazy This aint how moma rasied me, this how the hood made me The D's call me by my government
Life what's the matter with your clothes Coke Life did you put it all in your nose Coke Life every body can't be on top Coke Life call me when it's time
Kids or girl you touch (say what?), in this world I clutch (c'mon) Two auto-matoes, used to call me fatso (used to call me fatso) Now you call me Castro
of me kind Check out the ripsta, now, drop down Run 'em up outta me hood Rip's straight when makin' me grip wiht me click Rollin' with Ruthless, the thug I be Me
I'm throwin' elbows) [7x] Oh, I'm overdue Give me some room I'm comin through Paid my dues In the mood Me and the girls gonna shake the room
Where my dawgs at? [Verse 1: Christina] Uh, let me loose Oooh, I'm overdue, gimmie some room, comin' through Paid my dues, I'm in the mood Me and my
), still I spark the flame Only rapper from Toronto on the Walk Of Fame Now who you think Toronto trusts more - me or you? Who you think Toronto loves more - me
