Mac Miller - Cruisin' (Prod. Soul Theory) lyrics

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Mac Miller - Cruisin' (Prod. Soul Theory) lyrics

INTRO: Yeah All these hatas their just forced to hate no reason (f** yall) Dont really know who i am at all (f** yall mutha f**as) So i guess i kinda gotta introduce my self again to These mutha f**as so im just like yeah VERSE 1 Please tah meet ya find me with ah heep of reefa Speaking etha ill whoop ya a** and crease ya sneakers Hatas keep tha haten lil f*ggots figure skaten While we figure eightin seekin ur replace ment and i ain't gon Touch tha hate like some bacteria Some nasty a** food from tha cafateria Youll have and hear me bruh if u pa** me up ah luh Ima beat ya a** tearin u in half and eat ya up Like any given friday i roll up to ya drive way rock U in tha face have u lookin sideways So step back cause u ain't want it with Mac tha young Cat with rap to leave u flat on ur back And as ah matter of fact im like crack on tha track With mah cap to tha back im tha cat in tha hat Yeah we rhymen like Dr.Suesus so be careful before u end up on tha news Everytime that we.. CHORUS: CRUISE like we ain't got nothing to loose Hit tha speech throught tha speakers hope its comen in smooth When we CRUISE see i ain't got nothing to do So ima roll around tha city smoken blunts with mah crew When we CRUISE x2 VERSE 2: And there ain't nobody that do it like Pittsburg (NOPE) Said there ain't nobody do it like Pittsburg (NOT AH) I said it twice just incase that u misheard Cause this verse is like........ So quit ya back talk i ain't haven it boyy Im lookin fresh right now straight dazzlen boyy Light a swisher now im gone When my minds on, 5's on, laced up, headed out the time bomb Get your life right size truck whit a white light Triple x tee and a fresh pair of white nikes I wright like nobody youve seen Cause my weed is purple and my money is green See im hungry for cream with my fitted on lean If you wanna talk sh**, ima sh** on your teaam I rock my fitted to the side Roll around the city blowing piff up in the sky When we.. Chorus: CRUISE like we ain't got nothing to loose Hit tha speech throught tha speakers hope its comen in smooth When we CRUISE see i ain't got nothing to do So ima roll around tha city smoken blunts with mah crew When we CRUISE x2 VERSE 3: The kid raps like lasers, sharp like rasors Rollin up my weed and some ?gos see a vegas? (yuup) f** a cop tryna chase me with tasers Im runnin out my crib and im dippin through the neighbors, garden High homie marvin the marshin I wipe my a** with you soft rappers like charmin Yall hungry im starvin, you talkin sh**, oh i beg your pardon Specifics is never gimics I rip it just how i live it You wanna it ill go and get, im kickin it so escuisit The wickedest mothaf**a on the block i live at sh** talk on hip hop im pealing your wig back, yuup So where the crib at, where the party at Where them bu*t naked hoes and the bacardi at Cause when i start to rap, its gameova And i ain't spend a single one sober When we.. Chorus: CRUISE like we ain't got nothing to loose Hit tha speech throught tha speakers hope its comen in smooth When we CRUISE see i ain't got nothing to loose So ima roll around tha city smoken blunts with mah crew When we CRUISE x2

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