Mac Dre Lyrics

Album: Unknown

Back N Da Hood

Another sleepless night in Fresno Jail

 I got a federal hold and I can't even bail

 Eyes wide open like a dope fiend geeked

 I need some cock hella bad, I need to be free

 Steady dreaming about wrecking guts and cock

 Laying on my bunk busting nuts in socks

 Celly on top bunk knock smooth out

 Snoring mothafucka, I should just shout

 And wake his ass up cause I can't sleep

 If a nigga had a way, a nigga would creep

 And make a clean break but that's just a dream fake

 This can't be real, man, it all seems fake

 3 am and it's time to E-A-T

 Cold cream of wheat and a lunch in a B-A-G

 This shit is the pits, man, how worse will it get, man

 I need to be N Da Hood, straight getting a grit, man...

 

 I'm missing the crew, the dope fiends too

 I'm writing this rap, there's nothing else to do

 Cause home is a place that it seem I won't go

 Sleeping in a cell with some fools I don't know

 Dope fiends that just don'y got no...

 Sense and fince to get shipped to Wasco

 I'm stuck like chuck way down south

 When I need to be at home with a joint in my mouth

 Smoking and choking on some hurt cha dick weed

 I just can't wait to straight perk and get key'd

 I need to be N Da Hood straight swinging tight ones

 Burning long rubber on the black and white ones...

 

 Back N Da Hood sound so good

 They won't set bail but I wish they would

 I P-R-A-Y every D-A-Y

 Asking to get back to the B-A-Y

 But every court date they keep detaining me

 On punk ass charges they keep arraining me

 At first I thought I'd have to spank you

 But Detective Nichleman, I'd like to thank you

 You put me on the news and tried to spread that lie

 Then record sales jumped to an all time high

 Why rob a bank when a nigga can spit?

 I need to be N Da Hood cause I ain't did shit

 Every damn day my tapes are sold

 I make more money than the bank can hold

 And though I might can't bail out...

 This punk ass jail house

 I'll just kick back and watch my mail sprout...

 

 Plenty of time for a nigga to think

 But all I can think of is dank and drank

 On jail walls my name is carving

 Waiting on comissary, man, I'm starving

 Ten black brothas and fifty julios

 I just can't wait to hit the studios

 And let fools know about the set up

 These punk police won't let up

 They trying to keep me down and keep me in a ditch

 But the only thing they doing is making me rich

 They painted a picture of a ruthless villain

 Told all my fans that I was stealing

 Jealous mothafuckas, I never steal

 I make more money than you never will

 Mac Dre arrested for attempted heist

 The mothafucking feds ain't nothing nice

 They said I was the one doing all this shit

 But banks just keep on getting hit

 Feds trying to send a nigga up the creek

 But Dre ain't worried cause the case is week

 They say I'm the one calling all the shots

 But fuck them feds and fuck them cops

 And to that punk mothafucka Detective Nic Dic

 Hear me loud and clear, fool: suck my big dick!