#1 Crew In The Area - Mack 10, WC, MC Eiht

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 #1 crew in your area, dough for dough

I keep it thuggish with my Dickies 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 mill’s 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

Haha (nigga)

I just, wake up and ball y’all (Whattup K-Mac?)

Comrade criminals and y’know we fades em all (That's right)

I’m hittin six on the teatley

And I’m ridin on you busters cuz that’s how it gotta be (It got to be)

Niggas please, Cadillacs on Deez (on Deez)

And in the middle of the winter, it’s still 89 degrees (That's right)

We’s die hard, pullin job nigga’s whole cards

Best to check our records cos we’s ???

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(That's right)

I kill a nigga ten times, before he hit the concrete (Whattup Techniec?)

Tight shit that make ya say «Damn, Tech got bomb heat» (Hahaha)

First nigga that speak like «I don’t believe you»

First nigga who face touch asphalt before his knees do (God DAMN!)

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 (That's right)

It don’t stop til the casket drop

Quick to handle them thangs, Hoo-Bang's the gang

On the corner with this rap tryin to regulate cheese

Y’know we represent them straight B’s and C’s

G’yeah (Wassup? Whattup Eiht?)

Ready to go to war, I take you to war

Hoo-Bangin as I buck thru your passenger door (BUCK BUCK)

Bust, grab your bitch and tell her hit the floor (Hit the deck, bitch)

Give it a fuck, blood pour, what we came here for (That's right)

Til I die, why camouflage?

I’m in a Dodge (Wassup nigga?)

Your homies can’t see me, I’m greedy, call me Idi

Speedy, the fire spits, kicks like the Last Dragon

Connects the clock with the Glocks, g’yeah

I’m a motherfuckin Westside gangbang, low ride nigga (Yeah)

A 600 Benz ride, Cristal sipper (Nigga)

You don’t wanna fuck with me, you’re high, nigga (What?)

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?

(What's my name?)

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

Less risk for the roller, killin niggas over

So-so crackin, steady and packin on chrome, up under the hood

Slingin packages from S-C to Inglewood

Runnin up on ya, puttin em on ya wit these knuckle hammers, mayne

It’s the shadiest ridah loc, quick to let the barrel flame

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 hogs, I’m from the seaside of the walls

What’s connectin with these doggs?

Nigga, ballin til we fall

B’s and C’s, slangin CD’s

Overseas, the Vietnamese and Japanese (Uhh)

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 (Nigga)

I smash, I blast for the cash, I smoke hash

I ripped your ass in half, don’t niggas do the math?

(Niggas)

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 (Throw it away)

What’s the haps, mayn?

Jockin a whole crap game

Mack 10 put a nigga on in, so now I Hoo-Bang (get yours, nigga)

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 homie be?»

like

(Don't slow your roll) Too late I’m banged out

I’m livin crucial, through this here ???

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 NWA, Hoo-Bangin, the R-E-C-I-P-E, yeah

We fades em all, like Jamal

It’s Westside Connect bang or ball?

(Nigga)

Just ask the lil' homie Do Dirty

We get drunk and start beatin fools up at the pool party

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?