Career
Mac Dre's music gained popularity in the early to mid 1990s throughout the Bay Area, eventually receiving national recognition through his independent record labels Romp and Thizz Entertainment. He released many hit singles, such as "Too Hard for the Radio", and most recently "Feelin' Myself". He was the creator of the "Thizzle Dance", a popular dance which holds no specific standard. Hardship and controversy were staples of Mac Dre's career. After recording his first three albums between 1989 and 1991, Mac was charged with conspiracy to commit bank robbery. His record label, Romp Productions, and his many references to "Romper Room" in his songs, coincided with a Vallejo robbery gang of the time calling themselves the "Romper Room Gang" and responsible for the robberies of many area banks and pizza parlours. Hicks was alleged to be a member of the gang. The rapper was sentenced to five years in prison in 1992.
In prison, Hicks gained some notoriety by recording the lyrics to songs directly over the Fresno County jail inmate telephone. His album, Young Black Brotha, was a result of such efforts, as well as guest appearances on fellow artists' songs, all while Hicks was still imprisoned. A later album, Back 'N Da Hood, was also made up of these prison-recorded songs.
After his release from prison in 1996, Mac Dre began releasing albums steadily, building pace in the early 21st century. Mac Dre's audience was growing, and mainstream hip-hop stations were beginning to give Hicks' music more airtime. Hicks relocated to Sacramento, California in 2001, where he began a label, Thizz Entertainment.
Death
On November 1, 2004, Mac Dre was shot to death while returning to his hotel after a performance in Kansas city. A car pulled up next to the white van carrying Dre along with other Thizz artists. Whether words where exchanged or not, the ordeal ended in the bloodshed of a bay area rap legend. The van swerved off the road and into a ravine where it ran into a tree. Word is that Dre was thrown from the van, but officials say they found him in the front seat, dead on arrival. Some believe that Mac Dre's killer was Kansas City rapper Anthony "Fat Tone" Watkins. In 2005 Watkins was murdered, allegedly by Bay Area rapper Mac Minister. In March 2006, Mac Minister was arrested by FBI officials.
Be About Your Doe
Mac Dre Lyrics
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I'm the kind of nigga that'll come through and yoke on you
Burnin rubber in the shitnell, with the 4-0-2
Dippin, dashin, smashin
Through the traffic
Smokin, chokin, hopin,
I rap it
Miami's on deck with three quartes of beer
Clownin all the freaks but he still gets jocked
Bouncin in the seat while the 15's knock
I'm dipped in butter everybody jocks my style
Cal hat pulled down to my eyebrow
Polo geared down
I'm in her ear now
Stealin it, she's feelin it, its all clear now
One more hoe, on my team
I'm a pimp homeboy, what do you mean
Its all about scrilla in the land of thugs and killers
Gangstas, pimps, players, and drug dealers
[Chorus x2]
If you, wanna fuck with me
Be about yo doe, I gots to have doe
I just want to let you know
Its 2 in the morning and I'm still chasin cash
Other niggaz in the club, still chasin ass
Fuck theezat
I'm all about my screezatch
I got my fishing pole out trying to ceezatch
A big fish, I'm hungary, need a big bitch
I'ma bump a bitch with the quickness
Boy its just pimpin in my blood
Bitches, they all give him love
The Mac name Dre bitch, take it easy
You fuckin wit a street nigga thats greasy
I'll buck yo brotha, fuck yo motha
Keep it on the DL, its all undercover
I'm a hustler bitch, I pull capers
I only fuck with thugs that get paper
Chips, chedda, scrilla, real niggaz, killaz, and drug dealers
[Chorus x2]
24 hours, 7 days a week
I do my thug thang, playin in them streets
But the game I play really aint no joke
Come around my way and you might get smoked
Bullet proof vest's, Chevy SS's
Come through in a bucket
The next day in a Lexus
It's a ghetto life
I don't have no wife
Boy I'm married to the game and I handle my
Business, I'm in this for the money not the honey
Square bitches spooked, they all run from me
Dummy, bitch, if you knew better, you do better
I'ma stay on bitch back like new sweaters
Mac Dre baby
Quit talkin crazy
When you get about some money
Its all gravy
Ask my last bitch square, that's all realla
I only fuck with pimps, killaz and drug dealers
[Chorus x2]
In the song "Be About Your Doe" by Mac Dre, the rapper talks about his love for money and the game of life. The opening lines of the song, "I'm the kind of nigga that'll come through and yoke on you, Burnin rubber in the shitnell, with the 4-0-2" show his confidence in his skills to outdo anyone who tries to challenge him. He also brags about his car and clothes, with "my candy's look wet, three coats of clear, Miami's on deck with three quartes of beer."
Mac Dre also emphasizes that he's all about his money, as he raps "Other niggaz in the club, still chasin ass, Fuck theezat, I'm all about my screezatch" and "24 hours, 7 days a week, I do my thug thang, playin in them streets, But the game I play really aint no joke, Come around my way and you might get smoked." He's not afraid to show his hustling side and his fearlessness when it comes to making money.
Line by Line Meaning
I'm the kind of nigga that'll come through and yoke on you
I'm the type of person who would surreptitiously attack you
Burnin rubber in the shitnell, with the 4-0-2
Driving at an accelerated pace with a full fuel tank in a certain vehicle model
Dippin, dashin, smashin
Driving recklessly, hurriedly, and aggressively
Through the traffic
Navigating through heavy road congestion
Smokin, chokin, hopin,
Inhaling marijuana smoke, coughing, and waiting for it to take effect
I rap it
I speak in rhymes and lyrics
Cuz my candy's look wet, three coats of clear
The clear coating on my car gives it a glossy, polished appearance
Miami's on deck with three quartes of beer
I have three quarter-full bottles of beer from Miami with me
Clownin all the freaks but he still gets jocked
Mocking the promiscuous women in the vicinity but still garnering their attention
Bouncin in the seat while the 15's knock
I'm bobbing my head to the beats coming from the 15-inch subwoofers
I'm dipped in butter everybody jocks my style
I'm well-groomed and fashionable, and everyone is envious of me
Cal hat pulled down to my eyebrow
I'm sporting a California-themed hat low on my forehead
Polo geared down
My outfit consists of Polo clothing and matching accessories
I'm in her ear now
I'm whispering sweet nothings to her
Stealin it, she's feelin it, its all clear now
I'm seducing her and it's obvious she's enjoying it
One more hoe, on my team
I've added another woman to my network of escorts
I'm a pimp homeboy, what do you mean
I'm a man who controls women and profits from their prostitution
Its all about scrilla in the land of thugs and killers
Money is the main motivation in a dangerous environment filled with violent criminals
If you, wanna fuck with me
If you want to associate yourself with me
Be about yo doe, I gots to have doe
You must have money, as I require it to interact with you
I just want to let you know
I'm notifying you in advance
Other niggaz in the club, still chasin ass
Other men at the club are focused on pursuing sexual encounters
Fuck theezat
I have no interest in that
I'm all about my screezatch
I exclusively prioritize my personal wealth
I got my fishing pole out trying to ceezatch
I'm actively seeking out lucrative opportunities or financial gain
A big fish, I'm hungary, need a big bitch
I'm in desperate need of a large cash flow, or a woman who can provide it
I'ma bump a bitch with the quickness
I will quickly engage in sexual relations with a woman who can benefit me financially
Boy its just pimpin in my blood
Being a pimp comes naturally to me
Bitches, they all give him love
Women are attracted to me because of my money and status
I'll buck yo brotha, fuck yo motha
I'm willing to commit violence against someone's relatives to prove a point
Keep it on the DL, its all undercover
Everything must be kept confidential and discreet
I'm a hustler bitch, I pull capers
I'm a resourceful and shrewd criminal who can pull off elaborate schemes
I only fuck with thugs that get paper
I associate myself only with dangerous criminals who are wealthy
24 hours, 7 days a week
At all times and constantly
I do my thug thang, playin in them streets
I engage in criminal activity and roam the city
But the game I play really aint no joke
The criminal lifestyle I lead is not to be taken lightly
Come around my way and you might get smoked
If you visit my neighborhood, you run the risk of encountering deadly violence
Bullet proof vest's, Chevy SS's
I have protective clothing and vehicles to keep myself safe
Come through in a bucket
Arrive in a worn-down, old car
The next day in a Lexus
The following day, drive a luxury vehicle
It's a ghetto life
Being impoverished and surrounded by crime is my reality
I don't have no wife
I'm not married
Boy I'm married to the game and I handle my
I'm dedicated to the criminal lifestyle and am proficient in it
Business, I'm in this for the money not the honey
I'm a criminal out for financial gain, not romantic partners
Square bitches spooked, they all run from me
Innocent women are afraid of me and try to avoid me
Dummy, bitch, if you knew better, you do better
I'm insulting anyone who doesn't understand the criminal culture
I'ma stay on bitch back like new sweaters
I will persistently nag and pressure women to work for me
Mac Dre baby
Referring to himself, emphasizing his identity
Quit talkin crazy
Stop speaking nonsensically
When you get about some money
When you accumulate some wealth
Its all gravy
Everything will become better or easier
Ask my last bitch square, that's all realla
Confirm with my previous partner, who will attest to this
I only fuck with pimps, killaz and drug dealers
I'm selectively involved with people who share my criminal lifestyle and are financially successful from it
Chorus x2
Reiteration of the earlier chorus
Contributed by Amelia T. Suggest a correction in the comments below.