From Sac to the Boonies (Explicit)

From Sac to the Boonies (Explicit) - Luni Coleone/Mac Dre

Composed by：Luni Coleone/Mac Dre

It's that California Livin' Young Black Brotha

Boatin' that seventy-three Chevrolet burnin' rubber

Like my n***a Rich the Fact

N***a it's the Mac in the back of the 'Lac

Soakin' tact big indo many clouds of smoke

Make old school dance when I dip and yoke

It's like M A C D R E

Way up in K C with the boy Arby

Yeah biatch it's presidential

On the under chronic comin' through in a rental

I'm undetected I come protected

Two four four pistols a mask and vest beach

Down and dirty the cuddies call me Curty

From Mark and Leonard to Howe and Hurley

From Missouri don't worry we keep it ragooey

M D and Luni from Sac to the Boonies

We gangsta n***as ready for some tension

Fool we ain't trippin' we tryin' to keep it pimpin'

Pimpin' what does it mean

Paper in my pocket hoes on my team

We gangsta n***as ready for some tension

Fool we ain't trippin' we tryin' to keep it pimpin'

Pimpin' what does it mean

Paper in my pocket hoes on my team

They call me Coleone thug real Mc Coy

I'm a rider 'bout mine 'cuz trust ya boy

Get **** crackin' like eggs in a pan on fry

This do or die lifestyle got my brain on high

I hit the city streets mean mug chip on my shoulder

Young punks they mug back but ain't no balls in these soldiers

I'm in the Mid-West K C N O K C

Every show every in-store the ho framed me

Coleone hell yeah by the pound

N***as Jay

'Cuz they hoes crack smiles

Pimp n***a how ya do that there

Talk a ***** up out her check book

And the weave in her hair

I bust rap cats in lips on a square a*s n***a

Getting grub in an old school with a dent in the fender

Me and Mac Dre ***** stayin' on our toes

What what what what they call me Coleone

We gangsta n***as ready for some tension

Fool we ain't trippin' we tryin' to keep it pimpin'

Pimpin' what does it mean

Paper in my pocket hoes on my team

We gangsta n***as ready for some tension

Fool we ain't trippin' we tryin' to keep it pimpin'

Pimpin' what does it mean

Paper in my pocket hoes on my team

We global travel the bubble duckin' trouble

Don't make us get the bury body shovel

We vicious dumpin' bodies in ditches

And runnin' pimp game on these punk a*s *******

I'm the mack of the year like placa *****

My guys they drive by with the best of the clip

Coleone young creeper flippin **** like chitlins

Ragglin' scraggli'n and cappin' I'ma handle my business

We dog n***as straight hog n***as

Well connected and when we call n***as

It goes down down bodies bein' found

Gangsta mack **** that's how we clown

And we down like four flex on a ****** up hoopty

Big bread and get big head from a fine a*s hoochie

They call me nah **** it can't waste my time

Nuts hangin' like cellulite on yo' grandma's thighs

We gangsta n***as ready for some tension

Fool we ain't trippin' we tryin' to keep it pimpin'

Pimpin' what does it mean

Paper in my pocket hoes on my team

We gangsta n***as ready for some tension

Fool we ain't trippin' we tryin' to keep it pimpin'

Pimpin' what does it mean

Paper in my pocket hoes on my team