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I Can't Be Faded Lyrics


Totally Insane I Can't Be Faded




[Intro: Mac-10]
Yeah
Back off in the motherfuckin' house for the 91'
Totally Insane kickin some more of that old smooth shit
From emcee Mac-10 and Ad-Kapone
Doin' this shit like a motherfuckin' G.O
Lettin' you punk hoes know we can't be faded
So I'mma kick some of this smooth shit
Check it out

[Verse 1: Mac-10]
Bitches can't fade
Always talking shit
About the Mac and they know they can't fade this (hell yeah)
Givin' ass up
Every motherfuckin' day
On the tip of a nigga makin' much pay
Sweet jockin' every nigga that roll by
Never understand and they don't know why
Why the nigga's don't want em
Run around town lettin' everybody bone em'
Yeah it's kind of strange how they know the f..ckin' plan
Tryna' get a nigga any f..ckin' way they can
Droppin' silk draws just to get they walls wrecked
They kind of make you wonder what the hoes'll think of next
Bitches jaw-jerkin talkin' bout' what they can do
And ain't doin' shit cause the bitches straight do
They wall's extra flammy
Their bitches straight quavy
A nigga like me just can't be faded

[Verse 2: Mac-10]
In case you don't know
You betta' get a grip
Cause' I just might be talkin' bout' your bitch
Nigga's talkin' about how they be keepin' hoes in check
But really payin' bitches just to get good sex
I don't understand why you would wanna lose your bank
Payin' funky tramp for some pussy that's stank
For those who think I'm wrong
Now what you gonna' do?
Pay a stupid bitch and get your bank took too? (Haha)
You better listen to the lyrics, hear it
Heed to the word before you find yourself ripped
Hoes nowadays is raw (raw)
What you betta' do is check the bitch with ya' southpaw
Let her know that you're real
And you could give a motherfuckin' damn about the way the bitch feel
And you get the f..ck steppin'
That's the way to let a bitch know that you can't be faded

[Verse 3: Mac-10]
Kickin' back late night
I'm chillin' in my [?]
Unexpectedly I gets a call on the phone
It's my nigga Ad he said Mac what's up wit' you?
You get the hoes, you bring the Hen man I'll get the [?]
I said it's cool man call me back in a minute
I checked the hoes to see if they down wit' it
I called these hoes from Frisco
Everything was planned
Phoned Ad said "8 O'Clock don't forget the dank"
Bitches showed up at the house
They lookin' good as f..ck
Ad had a yellow mama chocolate with a fat butt
Hazel eyes just as she was tight as hell nothin' nice
Ad' bitch was thick as f..ck with jade green eyes
He looked at me he grabbed the stoag fired up the weed
I look at him I hit the Hennessy and lemon squeeze
We was full yeah the bitches they was gone too
Took em' back like a mack yeah it's time to screw
I Grabbed that ass she was pootin' like she had gas
Knew I was good cause' I heard the loud ass clap
Had to check myself, bailed up out it for a minute
I'm hella glad I wore a cap when I went up in it
Bitches like that are bitches that'll come raw
Niggas like us are niggas that come to the jaw
So you bitches that's quavy
You know me and Ad just can't be faded (faded)

[Outro: Ad-Kapone]
Yeah man this is goin' out to all you little stupid bitches out there
That tried to plex on me and the Mac
Yo f..ck all you dumb hoes cause' y'all ain't about shit
Yo you know what I'm sayin' ridin on the motherfuckin' Bozac
Yo bitch you can get the Bozac without the payback you know what I'm sayin
So lay back bitch
Two stoags to everybody that's down with the gangsta shit

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