🎵 Another Thug From the Crest // by Mac Dre

1 ContributorAnother Thug From the Crest Lyrics [Intro: J. Diggs] What this is right here is a Mac reunion Got my two playa potnas up in here: Mac Dre and Mac Mall Ya, ya, okay, okay And me, I'm just another thug from the Crest [Verse 1: J. Diggs] What's up, knocks? It's back poppin' Done hooked back up with my young Mac potnas What y'all thought? The Crest done laid it down? Young gangsta niggas done made it now I'm 'bout to wake the Bay up, y'all niggas sleepin' Rap game money, y'all ain't peepin' Never see me leakin', I'll get it on the weekend And I'll be all the preacher pockets, call me the deacon I'm the young gun holdin' nigga, y'all used to know, nigga Ain't nothin' changed, I'm still about my dough, nigga Runnin' 'round with macks like all my life Macs like Drе, Mall and Mike Now watch what we's gon' do to y'all 'Cause now you gotsta worry about two Jamals DJ Rockеr, and I, J. Diggs And we got connections with Andre Hicks [Chorus: Mac Dre, Mac Mall, J. Diggs, (All)] Dre, hit the North Pole when you're in the V, I'm (Another thug from the Crest) Quarter-million sold independently (Grind) (Another thug from the Crest) Oh, you seen me, on BET (I'm) (Just another thug from the Crest) And when it's all over I'ma leave another soldier (Another thug from the Crest) [Verse 2: Mac Dre] Everybody know about my barrio You hear about it on them JL Audios In every car, every hood, every city (Every city) On a bitch titty is the Cutthoat Committee Do the Do Wa Ditty (Do Wa Ditty) on any stage (Any stage) Strapped with a fat .40 cal and 12 gauge (Biatch) Well raised but never act good (Never act good) And you can tell from the smell of the Backwood (Backwood) I'm a Crest nigga, you beezy Mac motherfuckin' Dreezy (Mac motherfuckin' Dreezy) Got the call from Jamal then I crept over (I crept over) See, I eat niggas like leftovers You get stepped over, in the way (You in the way) Cut the crap, I ain't finna play (I don't play) Bitch, I'll bust fatals on your chest The wild wild West, Country Club Crest, bitch [Chorus: Mac Dre, Mac Mall, J. Diggs, (All)] Hit the North Pole when you're in the V, I'm (Another thug from the Crest) Quarter-million sold independently (Grind) (Another thug from the Crest) Oh, you seen me, on BET (I'm) (Just another thug from the Crest) And when it's all over I'ma leave another soldier (Another thug from the Crest) [Verse 3: Mac Mall] Mr. Mallennium, twistin' and sendin' 'em Breakin', not bendin' 'em; you suckers is defendin' 'em It's mackin' in my blood, ism all in my ligaments Loot on my mind with that pimp-hop, I'm killin' 'em Stealin' 'em and billin' 'em, cuddie done dealin' 'em Guaranteed dope if it got Sessed Out on the emblem I'm internat', bitch, all in the traffic Did so much dope I know I got dain bramage Got some fly hoes and they pay me like taxes Mac-a-framma-lamma nigga, all outlandish The Mac laced me so my game is thick My spit well-equipped, my folks can't get enough of this shit And a sucker sick, but Mall ain't never tripped off a trick Backwoods ain't the only things that get lit Five-thirty-five, high, Sawyer Street like this Country Club 'til I'm done, off brands get clips [Chorus: Mac Dre, Mac Mall, J. Diggs, (All)] Nigga, hit the North Pole when you're in the V, I'm (Another thug from the Crest) Quarter-million sold independently (Grind) (Another thug from the Crest) Oh, you seen me, on BET (I'm) (Just another thug from the Crest) And when it's all over I'ma leave another soldier (Another thug from the Crest) [Outro: Mac Mall] Don't be sorry, ho, be more careful