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[03:58.00]Is this muthaf**ka on? [03:58.00](Check-check 1-2 [03:58.00]Yeah bitch, go check your muthaf**kin puss [03:58.00]Yeah, this's your homeboy Jay from the Romper Room Crew [03:58.00]We just lounge here in the Country Club right about now [03:58.00]You know what I'm sayin? [03:58.00]But now I'm gonna pass this to my young dog Mac Mall) [03:58.00]Passin Mac Mall the mic is like lighting a fuse [03:58.00]To a fat pipe bomb in a packed-ass room [03:58.00]Full of broke pimpetrators who be all tryin to dis [03:58.00]And them hairshop hoes playa-hatin for the dick [03:58.00]Now naw, I can't forget all them rumour-spreadin tricks [03:58.00]Chocolate nuts for your mouth when this ** album hits [03:58.00]Like a? hoe? out of China, ballers say I am a timer [03:58.00]Cause I was shootin game since I was a minor [03:58.00]Some of these rappers is liars, candy-coated and shit [03:58.00]Counterfeit-ass nigga, you can't blow up in this shit [03:58.00]I went from bein broke to havin fat accounts [03:58.00]From Ben Davis to wearin clothes you can't pronounce [03:58.00]From spittin lines to the ladies to bust the game to a bitch [03:58.00]First they hung up in my face, now I got em doin flips [03:58.00]So when my cuddies ask, "Mall, you stress offa what suckers say?" [03:58.00]I tell em, "Naw folks, it's all in the game" [03:58.00]I'm comin up on the playa tip [03:58.00]Your boy done bubbled, so be prepared for some major shit [03:58.00]Nigga, we comin up on the playa tip [03:58.00](So shake them squares and start chosin on some playas, bitch) [03:58.00]Still got a Tec-9 in my cream creased Dockers [03:58.00]Hang with big timers, hustlers and bank-robbers [03:58.00]Players who be real about they money, you know [03:58.00]My dick get harder with every dollar, so who needs a hoe? [03:58.00]But sometime I like to get my tip ate [03:58.00]And if you ain't careful, it might be your bitch, mayn [03:58.00]V-Town hog, so I dog her like a doorway gap [03:58.00]I'm from the Crestside, partner, and fool, we do em like that [03:58.00]One-time, they be on me, cause my pockets is paroley [03:58.00]Sippin Hennessy not 40's, stayin far from the phoneys [03:58.00]F**k a homie, nigga, but you can be my cuddy, though [03:58.00]You got a microphone, some money, or a sack to roll [03:58.00]In the Country Club Crest we can have a choke fest [03:58.00]Them six figure-digits got a young mac possessed [03:58.00]To the point, if it ain't about money, then it ain't mandatory [03:58.00]I keep my business and pleasure in different categories [03:58.00]Cause once they mix, then you trip, man fool, you lost control [03:58.00]Went broke behind a punk-ass hoe [03:58.00]Nigga [03:58.00]Dome loaded, ripped off Hen' [03:58.00]Hell of g's addin up in my countin machine [03:58.00]I count them endless dollars before I have a dream [03:58.00]Of a muthaf**kin heist or a gafflin scheme [03:58.00]P-89 Ruger with the red beam [03:58.00]Is the tool I use when I let off steam [03:58.00]I'm out here gettin famous, and you're just a fiend [03:58.00]That's why everytime you see me you be muggin me [03:58.00]Is your system on that ****? [03:58.00]Now did your your lungs get sprung on the ice cream? [03:58.00]Now playa-hatin niggas, this rap's for y'all [03:58.00]You know I got a middle finger and a cap for y'all [03:58.00]As long as my name is young Mac-ass Mall [03:58.00]This game won't stop, won't pause, won't stall [03:58.00]Now nigga, get rich, read a bitch and kill a snitch [03:58.00]But make sure your actin's on the playa tip [03:58.00]Nigga [03:58.00]On the playa tip [03:58.00]You know [03:58.00]Yeah nigga [03:58.00]We live from the muthaf**kin Country Club [03:58.00]You know what I'm sayin [03:58.00]Smokin the dank down to a nud [03:58.00]Ain't even trippin [03:58.00]We got bitches all out here [03:58.00]Ant Banks all around this muthaf**ka burpin and fartin and shit [03:58.00]I don't know [03:58.00]We just live it, boy