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Next song is Macaframa
Yeah... for yall uneducated ass bitches (fuck you hoes)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, foever hatin on a nigga thats havin thangs
Nigga, these type of situations on lockdown, were da real love at?
Yeah, yeah...
Ain't no love for them hoes an I'm knowin
Bitches only jocking X-Raided cause I be flowin
Thats why Im 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 ho'll date ya and inflate your ego
But they got you hero zero fo show for all your actions
You went to jail wit no bail an 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 an' gotta beg for mail
Movin lika a snail when you tryin to get her to handle somethin
And late at night she got cum drippin out her bellybutton
That good for nothin bitch is useless for a convict
I'm nuttin up on hoez, nigga fuck that cum shit
Her cousins on my nuts like a little squirrel
An I wouldve 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
Im that gansta you answer to
When I say bitch jump then thats whatcha do
Im a fast talkin convict, blowin yo mind
Im workin macaframalama even if im in da slamma
It dont take much to keep yo man happy doing eight months
But it ain't no contact visits so you can't touch
An 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 tha 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
Shes white, overweight with bi-focals
But she's sending letters wit money orders through the postal
You dedicated to love an 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 sizzleen to take over
Cause doing time, it's all about support
An the bitch is to come an let you make her pussy for it, tell em short
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 an 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 shes never been with Raided
She's aimless, where is you headed? Bitch is you knowin?
Gettin on my nerves like my bunkie when hes snorin
He needed to leave or get rid of her immediately at this moment
An 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
Shes lazy as can be and'll never make no progress
So shake that ho that's all I can suggest, nigga
X-raided locc
Dott Dogg:
Yeah, how do you bitches out there like that? Funky ass hoez!
Good for nothin, runnin out on a motherfucker when times get hard
Punk ass bitch!
Yeah, Dott Dogg said that, sorry ass beatch! To all you hoes that fit that description
I'm that gansta you answer to
When I say bitch jump then thats whatcha do
Im a fast talkin convict, blowin yo mind
Im workin macaframalama even if I'm in da slamma
Writer(s): Anerae Veshaugn Brown
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