Truwynnerz - Mack House Shit Lyrics

Tre damn near broke the mic
I had to fix it nshit
This that MackHouse shit
This that MackHouse shit
Please lil nigga get off MackHouse dick
30 Bandz in my hand
Ran that up real quick
Walkin with that sack
Damn, I feel like Saint Nick
All I need is 3 hoes who real cold
They'll have a nigga face lookin like he real froze
Ain't nobody stoppin us cuz this the life we chose
I wish a nigga would
They know we in BEAST MODE
Let me introduce myself
I'm Skinny B-l-a-c-k
I'm ridin round with D.C.P
Yea that's Tre8
Who made this beat?
That's DUSAE and Dre Dre
30 Bandz, MackHouse
What more can I say?
New Telsa $30,000
Drive itself
Pendant on my chest
30 Bandz bitch
That 44, 2 bales in that foreign shit
Yea I'm ridin clean
Hide ya ho
Yea she know this shit
I whip the dope boy
Collar clean
From that north nshit
I'm poppin shit
3 Chains on my neck
Tanglin in bounds from how I park this whip
Hoe house, Pimp house
But we call this bih MackHouse
And we call that shit "that pimpin shit"
Pimp in our blood
No relation shit
Bitch you gang and realte
Yea, you had my lil baby
Goin all crazy with this paper
Yea, Yea
Goin in no label
F*ck a label
30 Bandz, MackHouse bitch
This that MackHouse shit
This that MackHouse shit
Please lil nigga get off MackHouse dick
30 Bandz in my hand
Ran that up real quick
Walkin with that sack
Damn, I feel like Saint Nick
All I need is 3 hoes who real cold
They'll have a nigga face lookin like he real froze
Ain't nobody stoppin us cuz this the life we chose
I wish a nigga would
They know we in BEAST MODE