K-Mac - The Recipe lyrics

[Mack 10] Hoo-Bangers (WASSUP!!!) Y'all ready? (FO' SHO'!!!!) Well let's do this sh** I'ma start this b**h 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, 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 sk**s I slang and do my thang keepin n***as on amp It's Mack 10 kickin sh** from the Hoo-Bangin camp [K-Mac] Haha (n***a) 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 cos that's how it gotta be (It got to be) n***as 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 n***a's hall cards Best to check our records cos we's smack ???? ???? (That's right) [Techniec] I k** a n***a ten times, leave em on concrete (Whattup Techniec?) Tight sh** make ya say "Damn, Tech got bomb heat" (Hahaha) First n***a that speak like "I don't believe you" First n***a who face touch a** fore before his knees do (God DAMN!) n***a, 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) Chorus: 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 [MC Eiht] G'yeah (Wa**up? Whattup Eiht?) Ready to go to war, I take you to war Hoo-Bangin as I buck thru your pa**enger door (BUCK BUCK) Bust, grab your b**h and tell her hit the floor (Hit the deck, b**h) Give it a f**, blood pour, what we came here for (That's right) Til I die, why camoflage? I'm in a Dodge (Wa**up n***a?) 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 [CJ Mac] I'm a motherf**in Westside g**n, low ride n***a (Yeah) A 600 Benz ride, Cristal sipper (n***a) You don't wanna f** with me, you're high, n***a (What?) f** 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**in name? (What's my name?) CJ L-A-Richwold, right here for the scrap Less risk for the roller, k**in n***as over [WC] So-so bangin, steady and packin on chrome, up under the *?could?* 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***as you wanna get wit, with these things I'm 'quipped with b**h, 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***a, ballin til we fall [Boo Kapone] ???? knees and C's, slangin CD's Overseas, the Vietnamese and Japanese (Uhh) Ya get got, your a**'ll get shot Have you on your hands and knees like you was makin sulac What's the plot? n***a, from here to Reno Boo Kapone got three cases up in Chino (n***a) I smash, I blast for the cash, I smoke hash I ripped your a** in half, don't n***as do the math? (n***as) Chorus [Binky] Y'ALL DON'T WANNA GET DOWN! f** y'all fools YA BEST LAYDOWN! Get clowned when we spray your whole town The Jock Coon aka Binky Mac, n***a! 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 n***a on in, so now I Hoo-Bang (get yours, n***a) New Jordans with my usual P hat B-Mac, if I ever go broke I'm grabbin my ski mask [Thump] n***a, I'm a baller, Inglewood dweller, ho seller Schemin for the p**y 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***a, 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**ers feel the terror [Tha Roadawgs] 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 g**n or ball? (n***a) Just ask the lil' homey Do Dirty We get drunk and start beatin fools up at the pool party Chorus (x2) [Mack 10] Yeah, gettin ours, Westside Connect OGz Hoo-Bang for the cheese, n***a You know about this crew Try to see it or L-I-G it, n***a, wuz happenin?