Juicy J, Lola Monroe - Makaveli lyrics
[Juicy J, Lola Monroe - Makaveli lyrics]
Roll the weed up (Uh, yes sir)
Throw them G's up (Throw 'em up, let's go)
Who my niggas G'd up
Mackaveli, Mackaveli, Mackaveli
So niggas gotta see us
Mackaveli, Mackaveli, Mackaveli
My niggas is killers they will
Run up in your spot
Word on the town is you
Been movin' them blocks
But we know the truth
You just a nigga that fly
Like to show out in public
And lie to these broads
We makin' money nigga we don't
Lie to kick it
Got a room full of money bed full of bitches
And they all geeked up all love kissing
And if you call her on your phone
She gon' tell you she busy
Out here, hatin' on a nigga wanna start beef
Man you're out here
On these streets like it's all sweet
They gon' get your ass
Slip and they gon' call me
And I'm gon' tell em go ahead
And put his ass to sleep
Roll the weed up
Throw them G's up
Who my niggas G'd up
Mackaveli, Mackaveli, Mackaveli
So niggas gotta see us
Mackaveli, Mackaveli, Mackaveli
Queen Roe for the record better
Go and get better
Soldier [?] like the letter
'Cause mine leave clips in
Your head like barretas
Bitch so cold everybody's got a sweater
Prayin' hail Mary, all these eyes on me
But still I rise like
Resurrections demise on key
Thug life
Thug life, let me get this mug right
Fuck type your life when niggas cut white
Raw
I don't dump no work
She don't want that work
I mean it, bitch, I ball
Sluts bouncin'
Checks, I'm banking bitch, work
I'm vicious, bitch, I call the shots
The clock you block, you shop and shop
My OG taught me how to Al
Capone a bitch for fun
So it's Bosset Mafia, my bitches pour one
Roll the weed up
Throw them G's up
Who my niggas G'd up
Mackaveli, Mackaveli, Mackaveli
So niggas gotta see us
Mackaveli, Mackaveli, Mackaveli
Throw them G's up (Throw 'em up, let's go)
Who my niggas G'd up
Mackaveli, Mackaveli, Mackaveli
So niggas gotta see us
Mackaveli, Mackaveli, Mackaveli
My niggas is killers they will
Run up in your spot
Word on the town is you
Been movin' them blocks
But we know the truth
You just a nigga that fly
Like to show out in public
And lie to these broads
We makin' money nigga we don't
Lie to kick it
Got a room full of money bed full of bitches
And they all geeked up all love kissing
And if you call her on your phone
She gon' tell you she busy
Out here, hatin' on a nigga wanna start beef
Man you're out here
On these streets like it's all sweet
They gon' get your ass
Slip and they gon' call me
And I'm gon' tell em go ahead
And put his ass to sleep
Roll the weed up
Throw them G's up
Who my niggas G'd up
Mackaveli, Mackaveli, Mackaveli
So niggas gotta see us
Mackaveli, Mackaveli, Mackaveli
Queen Roe for the record better
Go and get better
Soldier [?] like the letter
'Cause mine leave clips in
Your head like barretas
Bitch so cold everybody's got a sweater
Prayin' hail Mary, all these eyes on me
But still I rise like
Resurrections demise on key
Thug life
Thug life, let me get this mug right
Fuck type your life when niggas cut white
Raw
I don't dump no work
She don't want that work
I mean it, bitch, I ball
Sluts bouncin'
Checks, I'm banking bitch, work
I'm vicious, bitch, I call the shots
The clock you block, you shop and shop
My OG taught me how to Al
Capone a bitch for fun
So it's Bosset Mafia, my bitches pour one
Roll the weed up
Throw them G's up
Who my niggas G'd up
Mackaveli, Mackaveli, Mackaveli
So niggas gotta see us
Mackaveli, Mackaveli, Mackaveli