Released on February 5, 2007

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[Verse 1: Mac Dre]

I got this bitch on the corner, she hella cute

I'm always digging in her bra and getting hella loot

Whats happening? I'm Mac Dre the bitch wetter

And pimping is one of the many ways I get cheddar

On a bitch back like a thick sweater

You know I represent that 16th letter

The P, pimping, West Coast pimping

Pockets so fat the motherfuckas got me limping

It's in my blood, I'm a Mac from birth

A West Coast cutthroat from the turf

I'm in her purse more than she be

That's his wife but I be fucking more than he be

I go gorilla, that's on the real'a

And the Pittsburg I know don't got no Steelers

It's nothing new, we old school like retro

And this gangsta mac shit on this West Coast


[Hook 2X]

(Straight gangsta mac) (Repeat 3X)

(Straight) West Coast

(Straight gangsta mac but sometimes I...)(Get Stupid!)


[Verse 2: Yukmouth]

I'm a gangsta mac, I'll break a batch

Send a hoe for the dough, Yuk make her fetch

Bring it back like we playing catch

A trick dry slurps licks, guns to your head like playing roulette

Pimps follow me copying what I do next

With the coupe on 22's and knock a new bitch

Yellow and blue wrist, yellow and blue kicks

I used to move bricks and make 'em do flips

Now, I pimp bitches that's in porno movies

While a model bitch feeding me sushi rocking Gucci

I rock the Louis, model or a groupie

You wanna fuck with Yuk, bitch socking it to me

I'm into jewelry, bitch, ice my wrist up

Put her on the internet and the strip club

And I met her in the strip club

Now she fucking with a rich thug, Yuk stay chipped up, what!


[Hook]


[Verse 3: Turf Talk]

On Chevy you should see the guts in him

And he cut to fit the 26-inch rim (Dayuumm!)

3-51, you should see when it passed ya

Pushing on your gas but he's a little bit faster

Fuck what you thought got money here

My speakerbox shaking up my rearview mirror

(Baba! Baba! Baba!)

San Quinn told me half these niggas is acting

Just be about your business you the West Coast Vaccine (Westsideee!)

Siccness dot net, you diss, you get wet

Put money on your head for disrespecting this vet

I only feel comfortable around my hoodlums

Why you own a gun, mayne? Y'all ain't gon' shoot em'!

I was raised by the low lows, dreadlocks and peacoats

(Hell yeah we smoke weed!) Keep sherm and in snow

You catch me posted where the goons is at

Shoot you from the front, leave a hole in your back


[Hook]