MC Illin Ringtone by MondreM.A.N.
MondreM.A.N. – MC Illin Ringtone Download
[Intro]
MC illin’ … MC illin’, nigga, MC illin’
MC illin’, nigga, MC illin’
MC illin’, nigga… look
[Verse 1]
Mishka peacoat, cheesecake insides
Cheesecake if you wanna know the fuckin’ price
Don’t know the texture of this bitch, but it feels nice
Fits right for that hammer thang on your side
California… West Side
Best ‘dro, catch a California high
Out-of-state chicks love a California guy
See money and a bitch with California eyes
OGs… with the foreign rides
Independent hustle, California grind
Young niggas live like’ it’s do or die
Stunt ‘tll the haters kill us, fuck suicide
Now who am I?
They don’t know, but they wanna
Shout-out to my uncle and be layin’ next to Daytona
State line Mississippi with that .45 flexin’
Hold a shotty with us, leave a body stiff, restin’
[Hook]
Mc illin’ (ill), MC illin’ (ill), MC illin’, Mondre cold illin’ (cloud)
Mc illin’ (ill), MC illin’ (ill), MC illin’, Mondre cold illin’ (look)
[Verse 2]
Green Ova to the top, didn’t know, know you know
Main Attraks got it hot, C4, ’bout to blow
My nigga Chap 3, everything he do is dope
And my nigga Shady Blaze put the speed on them hoes
What’s left to do besides stay true and get money?
Niggas paid just to entertain, make the rap game look funny
But hey, it’s all good, bruh bruh, that’s what you made to do
It’s all love with me, but stay alert for the one’s hatin’ you
Your pimpin’ strong, you fall for anyone tryna date with you
I see you zonked out mackin’, make a bad bitch wanna rape you
On a cloud when I came through – smellin’ loud, no cologne on me
No shower in like two days, finna hit the stage and get paid, homie
I be on… loady low – like my nigga Deezy D from that North Pole
Zoney beast mode – my swag attack
Mondre cold illin’, throwin’ shots back
[Hook]
[Verse 3]
Wise guy, baby, super fly, high daily
All my views goin’ mani’ with my videos playin’
Main Attraks, on task, always get it in
OT, GOP like next of kin
Roll big blunts, burrito bars like a Mexican
Keep bad broads, if they stars, I’mma let ‘em in
Can’t predict rain, ’cause bitch I ain’t the weatherman
I make a lot of plays, John Madden type veteran
North Side Oakland, yeah, that 4-5-6
Third and… gettin’ known off the hits
Eyes all low, Squadda just poured a brick
Chap 1, Chap 2, that’s that M.A.N. shit
Green Ova, bitch, yeah, all 5 chapters
You fuckin’ all of us, got a million more after
A few niggas hatin’, that just bring a lot of laughter
I’m tryna cop Ps, no limit like the Master
C-Muder, baby, every day is tragic
Don’t do that fake shit like bitches with the plastic
It’s all authentic, yeah, self-made classic
Wrist watch, pinky, middle finger, nigga, all tatted
[Bridge]
Y’all call it smackin’, I call it swagin’
Body off the E, but a nigga still gassin’
Y’all call it smackin’, I call it swagin’
Body off the E, but a nigga still gassin’
[Hook]