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letra de no.1 crew in the area - mack 10

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hoo-bangers, w-ssup
y’all ready? fo’ sho’
well let’s do this sh-t
i’ma start this b-tch off, and y’all run it, check it, uhh

on your marks, get set, go for what you know
it’s the number 1 crew in your area, doe for doe
i keep it thuggish with my d-cky’s on sag
i buy my ’57 rag until my ’98 jag

and just roll all over the town on 20 inch wheels
and just, brag all about the mils, i made on mic skills
i slang and do my thang keepin’ n-gg-s on amp
it’s mack 10 kickin’ sh-t from the hoo-bangin’ camp

i just, wake up and ball, y’all
comrade criminals and y’know we fades ’em all y’all
i’m hittin’ six on the teatley
and i’m ridin’ on you busters ‘cos that’s how it gotta be

n-gg-s please, cadillacs on deez
and in the middle of the winter, it’s still 89 degrees
we’s die hard, pullin’ job n-gg-‘s hall cards
best to check our records ‘cos we’s smack [incomprehensible]

i kill a n-gg- ten times, leave ’em on concrete
tight sh-t make ya say, “d-mn, tech got bomb heat”
first n-gg- that speak like, “i don’t believe you”
first n-gg- who face touch -ss ‘fore, before his knees do

n-gg-, i ain’t tryin’ to please you, know that
i’m no joke, black, you can quote that, i wrote that
i hold mac’s with 2-1’s
plus the deuce-5’s at my side so i got two guns

it don’t stop ’til the casket drop
quick to handle them thangs, hoo-bang’s the gang
on the corner with the shrap, tryin’ to regulate cheese
y’know we represent them straight b’s and c’s

ready to go to war, i take you to war
hoo-bangin’ as i buck through your p-ssenger door
bust, grab your b-tch and tell her hit the floor
give it a f-ck, blood pour, what we came here for

’til i die, why camoflage? i’m in a dodge
your homies can’t see me, i’m greedy, call me idi
speedy, the fire spits, kicks like the last dragon
connects the clock wit’ the glocks, g’yeah

i’m a motherf-ckin’ westside g-ngb-ng, low ride n-gg-
a 600 benz ride, cristal sipper
you don’t wanna f-ck with me, you’re high, n-gg-
f-ck with this here, you disappear, listen to me clear

6-double 0 bang, ace double o gang
run up in banks and run trancs, what’s my f-ckin’ name?
cj l-a-richwold, right here for the scr-p
less risk for the roller, killin’ n-gg-s over

so-so bangin’, steady and packin’ on chrome, up under the [incomprehensible]
swingin’ packages from sc to inglewood
runnin’ up on ya, puttin’ ’em on ya wit’ these knuckle hammers, mayn
it’s the shadiest ridah loc, quick to let the barrel claim

dub-c, one of the last n-gg-s you wanna get wit’, with these things
i’m ‘quipped with b-tch, i’m a couple of sandwiches away from a picnic
clippin’ nothin’ but hoggs, i’m from the seaside of the walls
what’s connectin’ with these doggs? n-gg-, ballin’ ’til we fall

[incomprehensible] knees and c’s, slangin’ cd’s
overseas, the vietnamese and japanese
ya get got, your -ss’ll get shot
have you on your hands and knees like you was makin’ sulac

what’s the plot? n-gg-, from here to reno
boo kapone, got three cases up in chino
i smash, i blast for the cash, i smoke hash
i ripped your -ss in half, don’t n-gg-s do the math?

it don’t stop ’til the casket drop
quick to handle them thangs, hoo-bang’s the gang
on the corner with the shrap, tryin’ to regulate cheese
y’know we represent them straight b’s and c’s

y’all don’t wanna get down, f-ck y’all fools
ya best laydown, get clowned when we spray your whole town
the jock coon aka binky mac, n-gg-
porsche or gat? put you flat then i ditch my strap

what’s the haps, mayn? jockin’ a whole cr-p game
mack 10 put a n-gg- on in, so now i hoo-bang
get your new jordans with my usual p hat
b-mac, if i ever go broke i’m grabbin’ my ski mask

n-gg-, i’m a baller, inglewood dweller, ho’ seller
schemin’ for the p-ssy four times, do your duty
bustle up in this and tatted up
live and die for the west, but ain’t had enough

it’s a hoo-bang thang, they say a “n-gg-, where ya homey be?”
like, don’t slow your roll, too late i’m banged out
i’m livin’ crucial, do this here on major zera
i live for violence and motherf-ckers feel the terror

rise up, when you other fools is fallin’
the dawgs is who you gon’ call, we on the ball like spalding
trick, it’s the infamous macs from the i
hit the switch, in the lac, and go from low-to-high

drive by, yeah g loves swamp rat and thug dumpin’
bumpin’, see me from roadawgs, always into somethin’
like n.w.a., hoo-bangin, the r-e-c-i-p-e, yeah
we fades ’em all, like jamal

it’s westside connect g-ngb-ng or ball?
just ask the lil’ homey do dirty
we get drunk and start beatin’ fools
up at the pool party

it don’t stop ’til the casket drop
quick to handle them thangs, hoo-bang’s the gang
on the corner with the shrap, tryin’ to regulate cheese
y’know we represent them straight b’s and c’s

it don’t stop ’til the casket drop
quick to handle them thangs, hoo-bang’s the gang
on the corner with the shrap, tryin’ to regulate cheese
y’know we represent them straight b’s and c’s

yeah, gettin’ ours, westside connect ogz
hoo-bang for the cheese, n-gg-
you know about this crew
try to see it or l-i-g it, n-gg-, wuz happenin’?

- mack 10

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