Released on May 11, 1999

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[Intro]

Next song is Macaframa

Yeah... for yall uneducated ass bitches (fuck you hoes)

Yeah, yeah, yeah, foever hatin on a nigga that's havin thangs

Nigga, these type of situations on lockdown, were da real love at?

Yeah, yeah....


[Verse 1]

Ain't no love for them hoes and I'm knowin'

Bitches only jockin' X-Raided cause I be flowin

That's why I'm showin' 'em love and affection

In they silky sections my erections

Spitten milky secretions in they directions

When you in they presence, they say you king

But when you ain't around they clown like you a peasant

Fuck givin the bitches presents

Diamond rings and things of that nature get you pussy fo sho

That hoe'll date ya and inflate your ego

But they got you hero zero fo show for all your actions

You went to jail with no bail and now ain't nothin cracking

Bet back when you was free you thought you had a solid female

But now you can't even get a visit and gotta beg for mail

Movin like a snail when you tryin to get her to handle somethin'

And late at night she got cum drippin' out her belly button

That good for nothin bitch is useless for a convict

I'm nuttin up on hoes, nigga fuck that cum shit

Her cousins on my nuts like a little squirrel

And I would've been to mack her if she wasn't a little girl

But about two months from now that little girl gon turn 18

The number one draft pick on my home team


[Chorus]

I'm that gangsta you answer to

When I say bitch jump then that's whatcha do

I'm a fast talkin' convict, blowin' yo mind

I'm workin' macaframalama even if I'm in da slamma

I'm that gangsta you answer to

When I say bitch jump then that's whatcha do

I'm a fast talkin' convict, blowin' yo mind

I'm workin' macaframalama even if I'm in da slamma


[Verse 2]

It don't take much to keep yo man happy doing eight months

But it ain't no contact visits so you can't touch

And county time ain't no joke

In Sacramento this shit will have you mental

'Cause you can't smoke

You be stressed out

Hopin' that you get yo case

Three strikes tryin to wipe out my whole race

Now here comes yo wife since you done got your time

Saying that she can't hang; bitch is you out yo mind?

She got everything you own

Vehicle, clothes, even yo home

Not a penny on yo' books cause the bitch is gone

They send you to the branch then from there

Out to Tracy

And one of the homies hooked you up with

This bitch Stacy

She's white, overweight with bifocals

But she's sending letters with money orders through the postal

You dedicated to love and married her quick to hit that ass

On the first conjugal visit she had you cummin hella fast

You lost your pretty bitch but you gained a ugly soldier

Move over bacon, its time fo' Sizzlean to take over

Cause doing time, it's all about support

And the bitch is to come and let you make her pussy for it, tell em short


[Chorus]

I'm that gangsta you answer to

When I say bitch jump then that's whatcha do

I'm a fast talkin' convict, blowin' yo mind

I'm workin' macaframalama even if I'm in da slamma


[Verse 3]

Now this is fo the homies that got them Nike wearing hoes

Ponytails in they hair sportin other bitches clothes

Ruggish, thuggish, raggedy like a Muppet the type that

Wakes up in the mornin' put on some sweats and be like fuck it

Nigga don't lie, you know I just detailed yo baby's mama

The type of bitch that's even quicker than me to start some drama

Like a comma, puttin pauses in yo sentences

Y'all can't even get along irreconcilable differences

That bitch is famous from so many nameless dicks

That penetrated and she's gameless

That's how you know she's never been with Raided

She's aimless, where is you headed? Bitch is you knowin?

Gettin on my nerves like my bunkie when he's snorin

He needed to leave or get rid of her immediately at this moment

And shake her like Jordan does a basketball opponent

If you ever fall or take a loss

Nigga that bitch is gone that lil leech will find another nigga to lean on

She's a forty ounce swigga, weed smoker

Needin to get that shit up

Her beer belly overlapping, needin to do some sit-ups

She's lazy as can be and'll never make no progress

So shake that hoe that's all I can suggest, nigga

X-raided Locc

[Talking: Dott Dogg, X-Raided]

Yeah, how do you bitches out there like that? Funky ass hoes!

Good for nothin, runnin out on a motherfucker when times get hard

Punk ass bitch!

Yeah, Dott Dogg said that, sorry ass bitch! Bitch!

To all you hoes that fit that description

You know why? Cause I'm workin macaframalama

Even if I'm in the slamma. Bitch!


[Chorus]

I'm that gangsta you answer to

When I say bitch jump then that's whatcha do

I'm a fast talkin convict, blowin yo mind

I'm workin macaframalama even if I'm in da slamma