Mac Dre, Smoov-E - The Life lyrics

We outta control popping off the premises
Gone off English's, suckel
Fuck some Guinness's
20-inch wheels, pills, pocket full of bills
Hoes in heels, we all some pimp Ron O'Neals

It don't get no realer, scrilla getta
Killa nigga
The way I figure, a killa nigga get it bigger
M-O-N-E-Y, I get it big
XO Remy, fly, I need a bitch
It's Me, MD, your Three-C cuddie
For a three C cuddie
I leave the whole scene bloody
Mac'n, jackin', stackin', rappin'
That's how I get it
It don't matter how it happen
If it's cash I'm wit' it
Smoov-E move me to a better location
This nigga sitting on racks and
You know I'mma take em
Ain't no faking, I keep it on the real
It's young Mac Dre, nigga
Dope as a coke deal

We outta control popping off the premises
Gone off English's, suckel
Fuck some Guinness's
20-inch wheels, pills, pocket full of bills
Hoes in heels, we all some pimp Ron O'Neals

Dirty deals, pills
The ones that try to steal it's real
I got that cannon backed up on my heel
Persuasive appeal is going for 300
And better believe OE's gonna
Keep the streets flooded
I keep it budded, two-foot bongs, gone
Up all night long hoes in thongs
And macs who bump these gangster songs
We outta controldirty deeds
We fucking hoes oh so tremendously
Orange zags or packed up in dime bags
(Little bags)
I love big head bills and stay away
From the ones I already had
It's bad, Mac D-R-E
I tried to shake em' but these
Hoes is straight stuck on me it's E

We outta control popping off the premises
Gone off English's, suckel
Fuck some Guinness's
20-inch wheels, pills, pocket full of bills
Hoes in heels, we all some pimp Ron O'Neals