People Ever Ask You?
Mac Mall Lyrics


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Check one two.
(Uh)
Check check one two.
Hot shit.
(Oh yea)
(Uh)
Young Black Brotha hot shit.
(What?)
Uh huh uh huh uh huh uh huh.
Confident One
(Representin'!)
(Wha what?)
(Spit this shit for me than man)
(This Mac Mall in here)
(You feel me playa?)
(Check this out)
(I'm gon' let these niggas know what's really goin' on though)

[Chorus: x2]
Do people ever ask you why you smoke so much weed?
Why yo pants saggin' while you sippin' Hennessy?
Smashin a V-12 doin' one-sixty
Tryin' to get this money so we in this bitch deep.

Here's the reason why TC-1 don't give a fuck
'Cause niggas won't lend you a dime when you down on yo luck
plus they buck
when you up these hooligan niggas 'll leave you stuck
an if you as cold as starvin'
nobody put a nickle in your cup
reprehensible attitudes is what we dealin' wit
an in this Millennium we die
from one stroke of our dick
what a world
when you ain't got nothin' they say "He ain't bout shit."
An when you ball to often these niggas they want you to quit
(stop, stop!)
We up against all odds as we sippin' Hennessy
avoidin' shady niggas
quick to blast at racist police
an to you money hungry bitches
I won't even waste my time
I give a fuck how fine
I won't spend a fuckin' dime
I'm tired of you niggas an yo repetitious talk
how you's a killa that stalks
a pimp wit that walk
let me shake my ashes as this THC ignites
Khayree turn the beat up an pass the weed to fix your sight
beware of them niggas who won't look you in yo eye
smilin' all the time
but in they heart is despise
check the blueprints
study the (sclumatics??)
learn the lesson
an as you roll four deep in your whip my niggas here's the question.

[Chorus]

I wrote this fo' them inquiring minds
who need to worry bout they own an stay the fuck outta mine
punk niggas always whinin' an lyin'
all on my mutha fuckin' nuts
juss like them chickens in the beauty salon, choppin' me up
suckas get so emotional
when you ridin' they hoe
or when you ballin' an they out there broke
but I'd a seen niggas wit loot hatin' on me too
'Cause I done
treated they boo juss like a prostitute
let her slide on my dick
an she gave me ya whole script
how much mail you workin' wit
an where ya hide them kicks
but I ain't trippin off you trick, I'd rather spark me a spliff
the white widow wit the Afghan-hashish mix
bitches get so passionate
when a nigga fuck the pussy
steal the heart
an take the chips an then dip
an when you tell all your friends they like, "No he didn't!"
an in yo face they might tell ya that Mac Mall ain't shit
but that was one big mistake that was made by this chick
see she told 'em how I fucked now her cousins my new bitch
real mackin' hear me
go on an crack the Henny
go on an spark the Philly
we goin' straight to the land
now if I dropped ya on the track
hit the block in a Lac
when I see you later
you besta have me a grand
call me more than a playa
fool I'm more like the coach
runnin' plays on the bench
"Go deep young hoe!!"

[Chorus]

I show the world no mercy
shall let no nigga serve me
shall let no bitch disturb me
she juss ain't worthy
born in the game, forced to get my hands dirty
an life is like a house party an I'm strapped
plus perkin'
always off the Roper
you always see me loaded
I always stay paid punk an all you marks can quote it
I spit that true game
an you been fiendin' fo' it
like every line is heir-on coated
hip-hop an you own it!

[Chorus]

Deep, deep, deep!
Fa sho.
Let 'em know about it.
Let 'em know about it, Mac Mall in this bitch nigga.
Fa all my mutha fuckin' folks
What's up to my niggas out in Oakland.
What's up to my mutha fuckas in Frisco.
Fa sho.
Uh-huh.
My niggas out there in South Central.
Watts!! What's up!!
(Keep it poppin' man)
Yeah mutha fucka.
Always, always keep it poppin'. (Mac Mall)
(Get that money so we in this bitch)

Vallejo.
I ain't forget you baby.
I ain't forget you.
Yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo.
Uh. (Tryin' to get this money)
We in here.
Ferg!
What's up baby!
I'm comin' off a cold man.




Hit these suckas wit some of this super simple funk, one time ya know.
Yeah sumpthin' for that trunk.

Overall Meaning

In the song "People Ever Ask You" by Mac Mall, the artist addresses the many questions and judgments that he and those around him face. Mac defends his lifestyle, addressing criticism of smoking weed, sagging pants, and drinking Hennessy. He argues that people who are truly struggling are left to fend for themselves, and those who are successful are often targeted by those who envy them. Mac raps about the importance of living life one's own way, and not giving in to pressure from others.


Through his lyrics, Mac addresses the struggles of being a black man in America, navigating racist police and money-hungry women. He also takes aim at those who judge him without knowing his story, and calls out their insecurities and hypocrisy. Overall, "People Ever Ask You" is a powerful commentary on the struggles and complexities of living life on one's own terms.


Line by Line Meaning

Check one two.
Making sure the mic is working properly.


Hot shit.
Top-quality music.


Young Black Brotha hot shit.
Quality music from a young black artist.


Confident One (Representin'!)
Mac Mall is confident and representing himself and his community.


Here's the reason why TC-1 don't give a fuck
TC-1 doesn't care about what others think because he has his own reasons for doing what he does.


'Cause niggas won't lend you a dime when you down on yo luck
People are not supportive when you are in need and struggling.


Avoidin' shady niggas quick to blast at racist police
Trying to stay away from dangerous people ready to confront aggressive law enforcement.


Beware of them niggas who won't look you in yo eye
Be cautious of people who are not honest and won't make eye contact with you.


I wrote this fo' them inquiring minds who need to worry bout they own an stay the fuck outta mine
This song is directed toward those nosy individuals who should mind their own business.


I done treated they boo juss like a prostitute
They were angry because Mac Mall treated their girlfriend poorly.


Real mackin' hear me go on an crack the Henny
True players know how to handle their liquor and enjoy Hennessy.


Life is like a house party an I'm strapped plus perkin'
Life is like a party, and Mac Mall is always prepared and armed.


I spit that true game an you been fiendin' fo' it
Mac Mall speaks the truth and his fans crave it.


Let 'em know about it, Mac Mall in this bitch nigga.
Mac Mall wants to share his truth and let everyone know who he is and what he stands for.




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