Mack 10

The Recipe

Mack 10


[Mack 10 talking] 
Yo Mack 10 with just a few of the Hoo Bangin affiliates. 
CJ Mac Binky Mac Boo Kapone and the homie Techniec. 

[Mack 10] 
Now here we go it's the show stopper noodle knocker 
Gung ho 1 O fo sho the door clocker 
I keep it rough with that red or blue shit 
Hoo Bang crew shit Recipe new shit 
It's off the hinges and my friends is 
Rollin twelve cylinder Benz's with the chrome 20 inches 
So fuck all the haters and the non believers 
Punk niggas and bitches, hood rats and divas 
Now platinum's automatic gangsta rap fanatic 
No static shit with the radio and watch em add it 
Hoo Bang affiliates in that ass like a thorn 
What's your favorite song? Don't hate, sing along 
I'm blindin niggas slowly with the iced out rolly 
Leave your shirt holy with the glock pistol-ly 
So, hang around for the go down 
Hip-hop classic bound as I clown, house to town 
And have it my way, jewlery parvay 
Mack 10 got your hottie hot as the Mojave 
Want the Recipe? Then you fellas best to be 
Down to push a key and chip a nigga for me 

[Techniec] 
No bustas, no peace 
Rock the black fleece, Techniec 
In the gray off Caprice, dogs stay off the leash 
Peep this, my click's nothing but heat bitch 
Kick flows, stay on your toes, stay away from hoes 
I know bitches that turn you on and turn on you 
Kiss the hook ass nigga, pull a burn on you 
That ain't the way I do thangs I Hoo Bang 
So more niggas, more bigger, more heat, ready to blow triggers 
Show niggas, Recipes, hoes, guns and funds 
Blowfish, big tits, dubs and hunds 
With nothin but redrumin when the heat start hummin 
Empty the tech nina till these niggas stop comin 
Young innovative, Long Beach native 
This holocaust bust off and make it demostrative 
You niggas don't want test me 
Dynamic on my right connect to the left of me 
Form the Recipe 

[Hook:] X 2 
If you ain't in this for the money what you in it for? 
We got the Recipe, best to be, in it for the dough! 

[Binky Mac] 
Ashes to ashes, dust to dust 
Gettin closer to God tryin to clutch what I can't touch 
Time to get paper in the wind like a caper 
Hoo Bangin affiliate, niggas it's gonna take ya 
Flossy ass Rolex that's iced to the sickle 
Bitches up on the pickle since the bank roll tripled 
Now nigga what? When you see Binky Mac, throw it up! 
Most underrated nigga that's hated, now give it up 

[Boo Kapone] 
I ride for connect gang, die for connect gang 
Throw up spot slang, watch and let my nuts hang 
Down with the 1-O, meet me in the jungle 
Fly, gettin high by the motherfuckin tunnel 
A sick ass nigga, that's how I gotta be 
Smack my Bitch Up, like my name was Prodigy 
Two glocks, four fifths and ak's 
Cut off khakis, house shoes and murder braids 
I stay flamed up, never been tamed up 
My little homie died last year, I hit his name up 
For the 99 I'm yellin redrum 
Quick to hit you up with two fingers and a thumb 
I smash fools cuz cash rules, like Castro 
You want these fuckin slugs fast or slow, hoe? 
Oh, I got the 44 for all y'all BJ been day hoes 
Get wet up with the dress oh fo sho 

[Hook] X 4 

[CJ Mac] 
Motherfuckers better know, want LA, you must see me 
Fuck the niggas frontin on tv 
City locked, got the key to the streets baby 
Better know who to greet 'fore you creep baby 
Hear me talkin bout gangbang niggas sport red and blue 
Like a missle pierce stomach tissue 
Top 20 motherfucker you, make a nigga wanna muzzle you 
We kidnap for snaps, big hitter big stacks 
Pool hall nigga made good 
Gangbang nigga got rich and stayed hood 
Dome shots, playa, you play about domein me 
Jumpin on the knee, it's too late, you're shot, plow! 
Fuck around and get your channel changed 
Handle thangs with the German 
Hit the sherm-an 
Leave em squirm-an 
C Mac, twista get rich 
Ain't nobody gon snitch, we's Hoo Bangas bitch 
Check this style playa, check this technique 
Check the way I ride or walk playa 
Check the way I ride or speak 
I stay suited and booted, bandannaed and tatted 
Cris don mowed up, Mac don blowed up, got em sewed up 
Nigga who bangin? Who's sangin? 
All this cheddar round me, niggas think I'm through bangin 
But nah, Hoo Ridas bust straps and love dough 
If you ain't in this for the cheddar what you in this for? 
You know? 

[Hook] X 4