Mack 10 - The Recipe Lyrics
[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, its the show stopper, noodle knockerGung ho, 1-o fo sho the door clockerI keep it rough with that red or blue shitHoo bang crew shit, recipe new shitIts off the hinges, and my friends isRollin, twelve cylinder benzs with the chrome 20 inchesSo ***** all the haters and the non believersPunk niggas and *****es, hood rats and divasNow platinums automatic gangsta rap fanaticNo static shit with the radio and watch em add itHoo bang affiliates in that ass like a thornWhats your favorite song? dont hate, sing alongIm blindin niggas slowly with the iced out rollyLeave your shirt holy with the glock pistol-lySo, hang around for the go downHip-hop classic bound as I clown, house to townAnd have it my way, jewlery parvayMack 10 got your hottie hot as the mojaveWant the recipe? then you fellas best to beDown to push a key and chip a nigga for me[techniec]No bustas, no peaceRock the black fleece, techniecIn the gray off caprice, dogs stay off the leashPeep this, my clicks nothing but heat *****Kick flows, stay on your toes, stay away from hoesI know *****es that turn you on and turn on youKiss the hook ass nigga, pull a burn on youThat aint the way I do thangs I hoo bangSo more niggas, more bigger, more heat, ready to blow triggersShow niggas, recipes, hoes, guns and fundsBlowfish, big tits, dubs and hundsWith nothin but redrumin when the heat start humminEmpty the tech nina till these niggas stop cominYoung innovative, long beach nativeThis holocaust bust off and make it demostrativeYou niggas dont want test meDynamic on my right connect to the left of meForm the recipe[hook:] x 2If you aint 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 dustGettin closer to God tryin to clutch what I cant touchTime to get paper in the wind like a caperHoo bangin affiliate, niggas its gonna take yaFlossy ass rolex thats iced to the sickle*****es up on the pickle since the bank roll tripledNow nigga what? when you see binky mac, throw it up!Most underrated nigga thats hated, now give it up[boo kapone]I ride for connect gang, die for connect gangThrow up spot slang, watch and let my nuts hangDown with the 1-o, meet me in the jungleFly, gettin high by the mother*****in tunnelA sick ass nigga, thats how I gotta beSmack my ***** up, like my name was prodigyTwo glocks, four fifths and aksCut off khakis, house shoes and murder braidsI stay flamed up, never been tamed upMy little homie died last year, I hit his name upFor the 99 Im yellin redrumQuick to hit you up with two fingers and a thumbI smash fools cuz cash rules, like castroYou want these *****in slugs fast or slow, hoe?Oh, I got the 44 for all yall bj been day hoesGet wet up with the dress oh fo sho[hook] x 4[cj mac]Mother*****ers better know, want la, you must see me***** the niggas frontin on tvCity locked, got the key to the streets babyBetter know who to greet fore you creep babyHear me talkin bout gangbang niggas sport red and blueLike a missle pierce stomach tissueTop 20 mother*****er you, make a nigga wanna muzzle youWe kidnap for snaps, big hitter big stacksPool hall nigga made goodGangbang nigga got rich and stayed hoodDome shots, playa, you play about domein meJumpin on the knee, its too late, youre shot, plow!***** around and get your channel changedHandle thangs with the germanHit the sherm-anLeave em squirm-anC mac, twista get richAint nobody gon snitch, wes hoo bangas *****Check this style playa, check this techniqueCheck the way I ride or walk playaCheck the way I ride or speakI stay suited and booted, bandannaed and tattedCris don mowed up, mac don blowed up, got em sewed upNigga who bangin? whos sangin?All this cheddar round me, niggas think Im through banginBut nah, hoo ridas bust straps and love doughIf you aint in this for the cheddar what you in this for?You know?[hook] x 4
