[Woman] Something about what you've done to me baby I wanna make you mine You really bring out the best in me baby can I make you mine [Mac Dre] I went
Prevod: Mac Dre. Make You Mine.
I'm back Thats why They call me Slim Shady I'm back, I'm back I murder a rhyme one word at a time, you never Heard of a mind as perverted as mine, you
swagger ima rock to the right Mac dre air brush nikes and my wifey Someone spills liqure on my its gonna be war i can handle mine so you better handle
' fowl, and watch my money pile I'm fuckin' with strict stacks, I'm kickin' you stripped fats I hit you with it, bag it, pump it, bring me mines right
face I tattoe Dre name on my chest Cross it out just another nigga that I X-ed huh And you won't see R.I.P. You'll see P.N.D. A Punk nigga deceased
I tattooed Dre name on my chest Cross it out just another nigga that I X-ed, huh And you won't see R.I.P., you'll see P.N.D. A punk nigga deceased,
the sign Mac Dre-- I got split personalities I'm bipolar Ya might see me wit my Italion stallion or my chola Rap rock n rolla I'm dope as yola If you
sign Mac Dre-- I got split personalities I'm bipolar Ya might see me wit my Italion stallion or my chola Rap rock n rolla I'm dope as yola If you dont
feel yourselves? Should kill yourselves, us Cowboys don't need you, you Bill Parcells And you ain't got to empty your pockets when the K's out Whatever you holdin is mine, you
down 'cause the mic's in flames Burn it down Make it hot Burn it down Make it hot Burn it down Make it hot Burn it down Make it hot Repeat 1 until
Bay And rest in peace to my boy, Mac Dre, what'chu say nigga? JT, another boss from the Bay And rest in peace to my boy Mac Dre, motherfucker Hey, yo
right back, ***** I pop mines How you gon' drop Olivia, you only drop dimes I knew you changed, when you started sleeping in that vest dog I don't need 50 Cent, my *****z make
, nigga I pop mines How you gon' drop Olivia, you only drop dimes I knew you changed, when you started sleeping in that vest dog I don't need 50 Cent, my niggaz make
wanna make it man Simply dre': If it don't make dollars, don't make sense I'm just a playa with some game trying to get ends If it don't make dollars
somethin' ooh, cleaner than you with new plates Y'all niggaz is fruit cakes, same sex marriages I'm cutthoat with cutthettes, strapped with daringers [Verse 5] Yep, you right, nigga how you
