The Life - Smoov-E, Mac Dre

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, 2-foot bongs, gone, up all night long

Hoes in thongs, and macs who bump these gangster songs

We outta control… dirty 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