Be About Yo Doe

By Mac Dre

On Mac Dre’s The Name

Released on May 8, 2001

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(Intro)

Yeah, whats up cuddie

Pass me that Radio Raheem

So I can do my thing

Yeah, Mac Drizzle

(Verse 1)

I'm the kind of nigga that'll come through and yoke on you

Burnin rubber in the shitnell, with the 4-0-2

Dippin, dashin, smashin, through the traffic

Smokin, chokin, hopin I don't wrap it

Cuz my candy's look wet, three coats of clear

Miami's on deck with three quarts of beer

Clownin all the freaks but he still gets jocked

Bouncin in the seat while the 15's knock

I'm dipped in butter everybody jocks my style

Cal hat pulled down to my eyebrow

Polo geared down, I'm in her ear now

Spillin' it, she's feelin it, it's all clear now

One more hoe, on my team

I'm a pimp homeboy, what do you mean

Its all about scrilla in the land of thugs and killers

Gangstas, pimps, players, and drug dealers

(Chorus)

If you, wanna fuck with me

Be about yo doe, I gots to get my doe

I'm just want to let you know

If you, wanna fuck with me

Be about yo doe, I gots to get my doe

I'm just want to let you know

(Verse 2)

Its 2 in the morning and I'm still chasin cash

Other niggas in the club, still chasin' ass

Fuck thizat, I'm all about my scrizatch

I got my fishing pole out trying to cizatch

A big fish, I'm hungry, need a big bitch

I'ma bump a bitch with the quickness

Boy it's just pimpin in my blood

Bitches, they all give him love

The Mac named Dre bitch, take it easy

You fuckin wit a street nigga that's greasy

I'll buck yo brotha, fuck yo motha

Keep it on the DL, it's all undercover

I'm a hustla bitch, I pull capers

I only fuck with thugs that get paper

Chips, chedda, scrilla, real niggas, killas, and drug dealers

(Chorus)

If you, wanna fuck with me

Be about yo doe, I gots to get my doe

I'm just want to let you know

If you, wanna fuck with me

Be about yo doe, I gots to get my doe

I'm just want to let you know

(Verse 3)

24 hours, 7 days a week

I do my thug thang, playin in them streets

But the game I play really ain't no joke

Come around my way and you might get smoked

Bulletproof vests', Chevy SS's

Come through in a bucket, the next day in a Lexus

It's a ghetto life, I don't have no wife

Boy I'm married to the game and I handle my

Business, I'm in this for the money not the honey

Square bitches spooked, they all run from me

Dummy, bitch, if you knew better, you do better

I'ma stay on bitch back like new sweaters

Mac Dre baby, quit talkin crazy

When you get about some money, it's all gravy

Ask my last bitch square, that's all reala

I only fuck with pimps, killaz and drug dealers

(Chorus)

If you, wanna fuck with me

Be about yo doe, I gots to get my doe

I'm just want to let you know

If you, wanna fuck with me

Be about yo doe, I gots to get my doe

I'm just want to let you know

If you, wanna fuck with me

Be about yo doe, I gots to get my doe

I'm just want to let you know

If you, wanna fuck with me

Be about yo doe, I gots to get my doe

I'm just want to let you know