Lyrics:

Next song is Macaframa.
Yeah
For ya'll... uneducated ass... bitches (fuck you hoes)
Yeah, yeah, yeah,
Foever hatin on a nigga that's havin thangs
Nigga in these type of situations on lockdown
Where da real love at?
Yeah, yeah...

[Verse 1]
Aint no love for them hoes an I'm knowin
Bitches only jocking X-Raided cause I be flowin
That's why I'm showin 'em love and affection
In they silky sections, my erections
Spitten milky secretions in they directions
When you in they presence, they say you king
But when you aint around they clown like you a peasent
Fuck givin the bitches presents
Diamond rings and things of that nature get you pussy fo sho
That hoe will date ya then deflate your ego
But they got you hero zero to show for all your actions
You went to jail wit no bail an now aint nothin crackin
Bet back when you was free, you thought you had a solid female
But now you can't even get a visit, and gotta beg for mail
Movin lika a snail when you tryin to get her to handle somethin
And late at night she got cum drippin out her bellybutton
That good for nothin bitch is useless for a convict
I'm nuttin up on hoez, nigga fuck that cum shit
Her cousins on my nuts like a little squirrel
An I would've been the mack to her if she wasn't a little girl
But about two months from now that little girl gon turn 18
The number one draft pick on my hoe team

[Hook]
I'm that gansta you answer to
When I say bitch jump then that's whatcha do
I'm a fast talkin convict, blowin yo mind
I'm workin macaframalama, even if I'm in da slamma
I'm that gansta you answer to
And when I say bitch jump then that's whatcha do
I'm a fast talkin convict, blowin yo mind
And I'm workin macaframalama, even if I'm in da slamma

[Verse 2]
It don't take much to keep yo man happy doing eight months
But it aint no contact visits so you can't touch
And county time aint no joke
In Sacramento this shit will have you mental
Cause you can't smoke
You be stressed out
Hopin that you beat yo case
Three strikes tryin to wipe out my whole race
Now here comes yo wife since you done got your time
Saying that she can't hang. Bitch is you out yo mind?
She got everything you own
Vehicle, clothes, even yo home
Not a penny on yo books cause tha bitch is gone
They send you to The Branch, then from there out to Tracy
And one of the homies hook you up with his bitch Stacy
She's white, overweight with bifocals
But she's sending letters wit money orders through the postal
You dedicated to love an married her quick to hit that ass
On the first congical visit she had you cummin hella fast
You lost your pretty bitch but you gained a ugly soldier
Move over bacon, it's time fo sizzleen to take over
Cause doin time, it's all about support
An the bitch is to come an let you make her pussy for it
Tell em short

[Hook]
I'm that gansta you answer to
When I say bitch jump then that's whatcha do
I'm a fast talkin convict, blowin yo mind
I'm workin macaframalama, even if I'm in da slamma

[Verse 3]
Now this is fo the homies that got them Nike wearing hoes
Ponytails in they hair sportin other bitches clothes
Ruggish, thuggish, raggedy like them up at the type that
Wakes up in the mornin put on some sweats an be like fuck it
Nigga don't lie, you know I just detailed yo baby's mama
The type of bitch that's even qiucker than me to start some drama
Like a comma, puttin pauses in yo sentances
Ya'll can't even get along irreconcilable differences
That bitch is famous
From so many nameless dicks that penetrated
And she's gameless
That's how you know she's never been with Raided
She's aimless, where is you headed? Bitch is you knowin?
Gettin on my nerves like my bunkie when he's snorin
Immediately get rid of her at this moment
And shake her like Jordan does a basketball opponent
Cause if you ever fall or take a loss
Nigga that bitch is gone
That little leech'll find another nigga to lean on
She's a forty ounce swigga, weed smoker
Needin to get that shit up
Her beer belly overlapping, needin to do some sit ups
She's lazy as can be anll never make no progress
So shake that hoe that's all I can suggest, nigga
X-raided locc

[Dott Dogg:]
Yeah, how do you bitches out there like that?
Funky ass hoez
Good for nothin,
Runnin out on a motherfucker when times get hard.
Punk ass bitch!
Yeah, Dott Dogg said that,
Sorry ass beatch! [X-Raided:] (Beatch! )
To all you hoes that fit that description.
(You know why?
Cause I'm workin macaframalama even if I'm in the slamma
Beatch! )

I'm that gansta you answer to
When I say bitch jump then that's whatcha do
I'm a fast talkin convict, blowin yo mind
I'm workin macaframalama, even if I'm in da slamma