#1 Crew In The Area Lyrics - Mack 10

Hoo-Bangers, wassup 

Y'all ready? Fo' sho' 

Well let's do this shit 

I'ma start this bitch 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 dicky'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' niggas on amp 

It's Mack 10 kickin' shit 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 

Niggas please, Cadillacs on Deez 

And in the middle of the winter, it's still 89 degrees 

We's die hard, pullin' job nigga's hall cards 

Best to check our records 'cos we's smack [Incomprehensible] 

I kill a nigga ten times, leave 'em on concrete 

Tight shit make ya say, "Damn, Tech got bomb heat" 

First nigga that speak like, "I don't believe you" 

First nigga who face touch ass 'fore, before his knees do 

Nigga, 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 passenger door 

Bust, grab your bitch and tell her hit the floor 

Give it a fuck, 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 motherfuckin' Westside gangbang, low ride nigga 

A 600 Benz ride, Cristal sipper 

You don't wanna fuck with me, you're high, nigga 

Fuck 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 fuckin' name? 

CJ L-A-Richwold, right here for the scrap 

Less risk for the roller, killin' niggas 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 niggas you wanna get wit', with these things 

I'm 'quipped with bitch, 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? Nigga, ballin' 'til we fall 

[Incomprehensible] knees and C's, slangin' CD's 

Overseas, the Vietnamese and Japanese 

Ya get got, your ass'll get shot 

Have you on your hands and knees like you was makin' sulac 

What's the plot? Nigga, 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 ass in half, don't niggas 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, fuck y'all fools 

Ya best laydown, get clowned when we spray your whole town 

The Jock Coon aka Binky Mac, nigga 

Porsche or gat? Put you flat then I ditch my strap 

What's the haps, mayn? Jockin' a whole crap game 

Mack 10 put a nigga 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 

Nigga, I'm a baller, Inglewood dweller, ho' seller 

Schemin' for the pussy 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 "Nigga, 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 motherfuckers 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 gangbang 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, nigga 

You know about this crew 

Try to see it or L-I-G it, nigga, wuz happenin'?