The Life lyrics

[Chorus: Mac Dre]
We outta control
Popping off the premises
Gone off English's, suckel, f*ck some Guinness's
20-inch wheels, pills, pocket full of bills
Hoes in heels, we all some pimp Ron O'Neals

[verse 1: Mac Dre]
It don't get no realer, scrilla getta, killa n*gga
The way I figure, a killa n*gga get it bigger
M-O-N-E-Y, I get it big
XO Remy, fly, I need a b*tch
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 n*gga 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, n*gga, dope as a coke deal

[Chorus: Mac Dre]
We outta control
Popping off the premises
Gone off English's, suckel, f*ck some Guinness's
20-inch wheels, pills, pocket full of bills
Hoes in heels, we all some pimp Ron O'Neals
[Verse 2: Smoov-E]
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 control...dirty deeds
We f*cking 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

[Chorus: Mac Dre]
We outta control
Popping off the premises
Gone off English's, suckel, f*ck some Guinness's
20-inch wheels, pills, pocket full of bills
Hoes in heels, we all some pimp Ron O'Neals