Mac Dre - Always Inta Somethin' Lyrics
[VERSE 1: Mac Dre]
Back in December, or was it November?
It's kind of shady, I can vaguely remember
I was at the Peppermill, popping at the bartender
He made me a drink called uh, Bodybender
That's when a smurf pulled on my shirt
Said (Hey, get off my girl, dog, before you get hurt)
I said, "Hold on, I don't know what you think
You better back the fuck up and let me order my drink"
He backed the fuck up and did more than you think
He had a AP, not a nine, but it's sort of the same
So now it's one lonely R-o-m-p
I'm all by myself without nobody
Slightly noided, sense death, can I avoid it?
Somebody slammed the do' on the way comin from the toilet
He looked back, then I pulled out my strap
Slapped him it twice but uh, I should've clapped
Cause this other goon nigga started wildin
I pulled out my faulty phone and started dialin
Told my niggas to come on the double
They finna put a nigga on the gong show, bust his bubble
He said yeah, he know he comin
"But damn my nigga, you always into somethin"
[VERSE 2: J. Diggs]
Recently, June 4th, released from jail
And 'bout to hit the streets like a beast from hell
It's that nigga y'all done heard about, young J. Diggs
Love to play the game and I play big
I see suckers havin money and I gots to have some
You in the double R, I gots to have one
I'm all up in his backdo' like knock-knock-knock
The nigga moved too fast, so I pop-pop-popped
Should've stood still, there would be no firing
But it's a little late, all I'm hearin is sirens
So now I'm in the wind like leaves on trees
I'm in the crowd tryin to blend like d's on v's
I'm sweatin bullets, I'm an ex-con out on parole
What the fuck was I thinkin, I'm out of control
I'm at the Romp House and I'm huffin and puffin
My niggas lookin at me crazy cause I'm always into somethin
[VERSE 3: Sleep Dank]
Yo, we fuck with heavy guns, fuck around and pump heavy slugs
We drinkin Rémy doin heavy drugs
Nigga, we stay explosive, it's about a quarter to six
Step out the limousine, my wallet's 'bout a quarter inch thick
Nigga, we shittin on em, I pop the three-piece, savage
So many carats up in my ice I could choke a rabbit
Bitches screamin for me but all it took was one dirty look
We hit that nigga with that murder book
Nigga tried to step fast, hit him in the face with a Moët glass
Spilled drink on his bitch, the whole club hit the do' fast
Trunks is poppin, niggas wingin in the parking lot
We keep it gangsta with them choppers out
S-l double, I smell trouble, boy, it's nothin
Keep your peace, muthafucka, I'm always into somethin
[VERSE 4: Da' Unda' Dogg]
Let me tell you somethin 'bout a nigga like me
Never should've been let out the penitentiary
Cause niggas done switched up, I guess they got it mixed up
Now I'm a dust the heater off my shelf and leave em bitched up
Like this one nigga actin like a dumb nigga
S-in on his chest with no vest, yeah, he a dumb nigga
Ain't no love in this thug shit
Now he at the club tryin to hug on my thug bitch
Plus she done gave me the run-down on how this nigga run round
Town speakin on my name, tonight he get gunned down
His bitch about to set him out, open the door and let him out
Caught his ass scared and out, Bronc style, dead him out
Never have beef with a nigga who bitch you wanna sleep with
Cowards get devoured on that sweet shit
Hit him with the venom, then bounce with my adrenaline pumpin
Yo nigga always up into somethin
Back in December, or was it November?
It's kind of shady, I can vaguely remember
I was at the Peppermill, popping at the bartender
He made me a drink called uh, Bodybender
That's when a smurf pulled on my shirt
Said (Hey, get off my girl, dog, before you get hurt)
I said, "Hold on, I don't know what you think
You better back the fuck up and let me order my drink"
He backed the fuck up and did more than you think
He had a AP, not a nine, but it's sort of the same
So now it's one lonely R-o-m-p
I'm all by myself without nobody
Slightly noided, sense death, can I avoid it?
Somebody slammed the do' on the way comin from the toilet
He looked back, then I pulled out my strap
Slapped him it twice but uh, I should've clapped
Cause this other goon nigga started wildin
I pulled out my faulty phone and started dialin
Told my niggas to come on the double
They finna put a nigga on the gong show, bust his bubble
He said yeah, he know he comin
"But damn my nigga, you always into somethin"
[VERSE 2: J. Diggs]
Recently, June 4th, released from jail
And 'bout to hit the streets like a beast from hell
It's that nigga y'all done heard about, young J. Diggs
Love to play the game and I play big
I see suckers havin money and I gots to have some
You in the double R, I gots to have one
I'm all up in his backdo' like knock-knock-knock
The nigga moved too fast, so I pop-pop-popped
Should've stood still, there would be no firing
But it's a little late, all I'm hearin is sirens
So now I'm in the wind like leaves on trees
I'm in the crowd tryin to blend like d's on v's
I'm sweatin bullets, I'm an ex-con out on parole
What the fuck was I thinkin, I'm out of control
I'm at the Romp House and I'm huffin and puffin
My niggas lookin at me crazy cause I'm always into somethin
[VERSE 3: Sleep Dank]
Yo, we fuck with heavy guns, fuck around and pump heavy slugs
We drinkin Rémy doin heavy drugs
Nigga, we stay explosive, it's about a quarter to six
Step out the limousine, my wallet's 'bout a quarter inch thick
Nigga, we shittin on em, I pop the three-piece, savage
So many carats up in my ice I could choke a rabbit
Bitches screamin for me but all it took was one dirty look
We hit that nigga with that murder book
Nigga tried to step fast, hit him in the face with a Moët glass
Spilled drink on his bitch, the whole club hit the do' fast
Trunks is poppin, niggas wingin in the parking lot
We keep it gangsta with them choppers out
S-l double, I smell trouble, boy, it's nothin
Keep your peace, muthafucka, I'm always into somethin
[VERSE 4: Da' Unda' Dogg]
Let me tell you somethin 'bout a nigga like me
Never should've been let out the penitentiary
Cause niggas done switched up, I guess they got it mixed up
Now I'm a dust the heater off my shelf and leave em bitched up
Like this one nigga actin like a dumb nigga
S-in on his chest with no vest, yeah, he a dumb nigga
Ain't no love in this thug shit
Now he at the club tryin to hug on my thug bitch
Plus she done gave me the run-down on how this nigga run round
Town speakin on my name, tonight he get gunned down
His bitch about to set him out, open the door and let him out
Caught his ass scared and out, Bronc style, dead him out
Never have beef with a nigga who bitch you wanna sleep with
Cowards get devoured on that sweet shit
Hit him with the venom, then bounce with my adrenaline pumpin
Yo nigga always up into somethin
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Mac Dre Always Inta Somethin' Comments
This shit is whack af!
Coolio Da Unda Dogg killed it
Slapped u wit it twice but I shoulda blapped
Untouchable flow
Dago to the bay, we love mak dre pip.
2019 this beat is fire
That line starting at 0:46 is too funny. "so I pulled out my faulty phone, and started dialling." :D
Daundadogg Flow is awesome!!! fuckin killed it!!!
a true mc can rap a story that's how you know the Mac was the shit, #TIP #MacDre
I never thought of it like that, good point
Rip Mac Dre 😩😩😩😩😩😩
Get off my grill dawg before you get hurt.
Gypsy Shlayer get off my GIRL dawg before you get hurt
Smoothest of all time. Bar none. Hands down.
Sickk ass nigga
this nigga was the best story teller ever! TIP
mane dre thizzz n peace still up man rip
morals and standards
Sick one
Its one lonely R.O.M.P. all by myself without nobody
Hardest Mac Dre flow ever. RIP, bro.
Brian Herrity Gumbo-Mac Dre
Yeee!!! 209 R.I.P. Mac Dre
fuck a smurf . thizz N piece mac dre
just hit the streets like a beast from hell........watch out 41510
Get off my girl dawg before you get hurt
@bocolocoversionX2
"he had an ap not a 9 but a sorta the same"
Mac Dre is my niggahh
man this dude was really hood lil wayne just lies to yall
its coolio da undadog at 3:00 he got some hard ones. "Hynotic"
rip mac dre thiss in peace fuck the police always into something
R I P MAC DRE
Damn rap will never be the same. dre was the last rapper before it started changing Lil Wayne started up around 04 an that nigga is sorry
"Get off my girl dog before you get hurt" hahaha classic dre
THIZZ IN PEACE CUTTY .
I'm at the romp house and i'm huffin and puffin
My niggas lookin at me crazy cuz i'm always inta somethin
@finsattari sleep dank an coolio da undadogg
he got gravled
I shoulda blapd
@finsattari first dude is Sleepdank aka Sleep Da Danker and second dude is Coolio Da Undadogg
The 1st guy is Mac Dre
shady scorpios, fuckem out they heels
U BETTER BACK THE FUCK UP AND LET ME POUR MY DRINK HAHA STRAIGHT UP THO!!!
I played this everyday to work, cause i was always inta something
You ever have a smirk pull on your shirt?
this shit is legendary!!!! :D
damn my nigga, you always into something
this song is a slapper , been years and hes still my favorite rapper and will stay it
j diggs practically says i was in for 10 and im out.
lets get inta somethin
beast!!!
MMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM this song makes my mouth water!!! Rugged....RAW
yea il smoke a bleezy to this shit cuddie!!