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lirik lagu can’t cee thee ahh! – cj mac

[intro: poppa lq]
yeah, huh, the big homie
westside l*o*c
cj mac
put foot down in cowards b*st*rds for ’95
yeah, this is somethin’ for y’all haters can hate
keep hating
’cause this n*gga going to the bank with this one right here
and it goes like this

[verse 1]
now, i’ve been around the world and up in every b*tch
so i gonna making chips but i still ain’t rich
i guess life is painted what h*lla ups and downs
i pray to god ’cause this n*gga still above the ground
plus i still got actions at a million cuz
and a half a million chances at a million slugs
kicking the truth for you to chill
i used to game like reggie miller used to basketball
me and my n*gga mr. m*a*d
puts it down all around for your motherf*ckers marks to see
and understand what’s really going on (what’s goin’ on?)
you know the f*ckin’ time trick, you know what’s in my songs
nothin’ but the feel, but don’t hate the real
all the time tryin’ to avoid penitentiary still
while all the others n*ggas put it on to [?]
so if you ain’t with the clique get your d*ck spray, westside!
[chorus: poppa lq + cj mac]
westside l*o*c
n*ggas talk sh*t, but n*ggas can’t cee thee ahh!
westside l*o*c
i’ma beat that ass if you try to run up on me, n*gga

westside l*o*c
n*ggas talk sh*t, but n*ggas can’t cee thee ahh!
westside l*o*c
i’m cj m*a*c

[verse 2]
i’ve been layin’ in the cut for the last few years
watchin’ the rising fall of my last few peers
of ninety nine ass n*ggas tryna ball
forgot about when the n*ggas used to take carryin’ on
i know at least nine n*ggas doin’ music in l.a
still they had to go to houston the f*ck with little j
it ain’t sh*t loc, i ain’t mad at you stick with dumb
but y’all up in my face tryin’ to ride a n*ggas d*ck (f*ck)
i got loc’s from l.a. to richmond
texas to georgia, back to california
now everywhere i slide
i’m steady kickin’ the [?] and steady throwin’ up westside
but now we’re rolling in my bucket
and all the n*ggas so called friends
can’t see me with no so called in
and hoes ain’t even callin’ back
they think i fell apart from the game
and they fall all fallin’ back, westside
[chorus: poppa lq + cj mac]
westside l*o*c
n*ggas talk sh*t, but n*ggas can’t cee thee ahh!
westside l*o*c
i’ma beat that ass if f*ckin’ with my homies, n*gga

westside l*o*c
n*ggas talk sh*t, but n*ggas can’t cee thee ahh!
westside l*o*c
i’m cj m*a*c

[verse 3]
they uhh, f*cked around and put that loc back in the game
while soft producin’ n*ggas and directin’ in thangs
talkin’ sh*t, grabbing my nuts and countin’ b*tches for fun
countin’ chips, stackin’ and grippin’, dippin’, packin’ my gun
puttin homies in this sh*t so we can regulate
giving my n*ggas second chances and brand new [?]
we push it down somethin’ cherry [?]
we take this fools [?] to whole another level
don’t be the next motherf*cker to get deep
trying to run up on me with that young ass trippin’ sh*t (buck!)
i’m leavin’ n*ggas on the as’
so, if you creep, best your keep big heat in your dash
n*ggas can’t touch what n*ggas can’t see
n*ggas can’t comprehend what they can’t be
the game that got a n*gga old in fact
call me the motherf*ckin’ joey’s fallin’ in the rep, westside!
[chorus: poppa lq + cj mac]
westside l*o*c
n*ggas talk sh*t, but n*ggas can’t cee thee ahh!
westside l*o*c
i’ma beat that ass if you try to run up on me, n*gga

westside l*o*c
n*ggas talk sh*t, but n*ggas can’t cee thee ahh!
westside l*o*c
i’m cj m*a*c

[ending: poppa lq]
yeah, [?] n*gga
n*ggas ain’t playin’ with this right here, n*gga
we doin’ this for bread and [?] n*gga
and if we don’t win, n*gga, we don’t eat
we’re serious about this right here
cj mac, n*gga
westside l*o*c
you can’t cee thee ahh
w*e*s*t s*i*m*th*f*cka*d*e, biatch

- cj mac

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