Menace Ii Society Lyrics - Dom Kennedy

Slamming 

Freddie pull up in some '84 shit 

Wrote this flow while smoking on dope, so call me the 

Dopest 

Crush these niggas feelings, then come right back in 

Some mo shit 

Different colors diamonds, I'm about to stunt on my old 

Bitch 

And slide out... 

Black Macs and Cadillacs when we ride out 

Man these bitches gon' stay attached when I slide out 

We relax and take 'em back to my hideout 

Big stacks, give me the racks when I ride out 

Black Macs and Cadillacs when we ride out 

Man these bitches gon' stay attached when I slide out 

We relax and take 'em back to my hideout 

Big stacks, give me the racks when I ride out 

East Gary Indiana, bitch I'm puttin on 

Get my weed out on the west cause that's my second home 

Before you try to check a nigga, check out who you 

Checkin on 

Robbing on my resume, bitch I'm invading homes 

Niggas call me Freddie Forgiato, I'm on low pros 

Can't be sleepin on these streets, bitch it's no doze 

Shouts out to the gang bangers, cain slingers flippin 

O's 

Piru's, Hoover's, 8-tre's and 6-O's 

Ride out 

Plenty bitches got em undressin in my hideout 

Bet she wishing I got her pregnant once I slide out 

All my bitches is perfect 10s, nigga dime'd out 

Keep it goin until her baby daddy find out 

Keep a weapon, I'm never stressin 

Shout out to G Malone, Jay Rock and 211 

The peoples say my potna's is killers, menaces, dope 

Dealers 

Gangsta Gibbs, just a neighborhood thug nigga 

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Ride out... 

Black macs and cadillacs when we ride out 

Man these bitches gon' stay attached when I slide out 

We relax and take em back to my hideout 

Big stacks, give me the racks when I ride out 

How about you and I 

Hit the sky 

Let's take a ride 

Come on let's go 

Big stacks, give me the racks when I ride out 

Photos 

Gold D's and purple trees, let me fire up 

Red Bull and Grey Goose til we wired up 

She tell me she wanna see me, but I'm tired up 

Shit I got a personal driver, put ya ride up 

Yeah, a nigga shooting them dice, put ya five up 

Say what we doin tonight, make ya mind up 

Look I got this lil Cristal 

To get you out of them drawers 

I'm a keep it raw 

After I do hit, I'm probably never'll call on some rap 

Shit 

Yeah I used to work at the mall on some black shit 

Selling these hoes clothes, I'm a mack bitch 

Can't you tell in my flows? 

Gold rings on, Chanel Platinum all in her nose 

That's my theme song 

And you can't play the homies cause the team's strong 

Girl we can't do nothin with them jeans on, on 

So let them legs slide out 

Big stacks, give me the racks when I ride out 

You and I 

Hit the sky 

Let's take a ride 

Come on let's go