Shakin' The Feds Makin' The Bread Ching-Ching [Verse 2: Goldie] I Drink 211 And Smoke On Bomb Til' It's Gone Then Drop A Hits With The Mac-A-The-Dre
a skirt I was loose but she complainin' it hurt Ice skatin' on ice, I got these crack heads, scrapin' the mic Late at night, bitch be shakin' her dice Runnin' from feds
x8] we some stunnas yall some runnas now get stupid go dumb [x4] [Yukmouth] nigga im swiggin my shit u shakin ur dreds get stupid im makin my bred im shakin the feds
i was loose but she complainin it hurt, ice skatin on ice, i got these crack heads, scrapin the mic, late at night, bitch be shakin her dice, runnin from feds
can have French maids pedicure my bunions Oh, you ain't knowin, what is you, new? Yo hutch must be feedin you fish head stew [Verse 2: Mac Dre] Mac Dre shake
was loose but she complainin it hurt, ice skatin on ice, i got these crack heads, scrapin the mic, late at night, bitch be shakin her dice, runnin from feds
