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.
Doin' What I Do 2
Mac Dre Lyrics
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Yea, yes, yea, yes, mmhmm
Mac Dreezy, Mac Dreezy [who]
I'm back baby
Oh boy where ya been
I'm back
Boy where ya been
Check it
[Mac Dre]
I'm out the roof of a old school
Trynna campaign
Smokin' champagne
Doin' the damn thang
Now this a damn shame
How these smurf's hate
But these Gilligan's been trippin' since my first tape
Well here's another knock
Dope as a hover rock
For you to bump while you sidin' through the parkin' lot
After the club
Pull it on a dove
Hollerin' at hutches that's trynna get dug
Out, drout on niggaz like me
M to the D from the are-O-M-P bo billy
Usin' gangsta scare tactics
Tennis shoe pimpin' in my Nike Air Max's
Back on the street after 5 in the slammer
I'm lookin' saucy somebody get a camera
Oh, you mad
I ain't mad at you
I thought you knew
I'm just doin' what I do
[Chorus] x2
I'm doin' what I do [This is what I do]
Bitch don't get mad if I'm not fuckin' wit you [I ain't fuckin' wit you]
Or fuckin' wit you [Damn sure I ain't fuckin' wit you]
[Mac Dre]
She heard the 15's knock when I hit the block
Then I hopped out butter and she had to jock
I'm a ho magnet
Heat I'm gon' pack it
Doe I'm gon' stack it
Lick I'm gon' jack it
On the scene
Always smokin' green
In the pen I had CO's bringin' me the damn thing
It's yo niggidy [It's yo niggidy]
Mac Drigidy [Mac Drigidy]
Back in the V look at me I'm livin' free
No parole
I can choke a ho
Get mail, post bail, and they gon' let me go
I'm here to let you know
This as real as it gets
I'm makin' hunks and chunks
Don't fuck wit kibbles and bits
Big face, hundred dollar bills
Got me, straight face
Gunnin' for the skrill
I'm runnin' wit the P.O
Goin' for 2
Wit the double are crew
Doin' what I do
[Chorus] x2
[Mac Dre]
Mac D-are-Ebonics
Dope as chronic
Put it to a beat and make it stank like vomit
Boy I'm a foo-el [foo-el]
Human jew-el [jew-el]
At the studie turnin' blunt into do-bells
Wit D-Con 'cause he keep the bomb
And the Crest Side be the turf where we from [Crest Sida]
I'm a hustla
Straight chip getta
And she gotta pay for Dre to get wit her
No doe ho
Leave me alone
I'm in the drop wit the Cali sun heat in my dome
Feelin' like a movie star when I slide
They know who the hell we are when we ride
It's Country Club Crest Side crew
Actin' some fools
Potna doin' what the fuck we do
Gorilla gurpin'
Stay out the way boy
And bow down when you see Mac Dre boy
[Chorus] x2
The song "What We Do" by Mac Dre and Mac Mall is an ode to their lifestyle as gangsta rappers. Mac Dre starts the song off by telling listeners that he's back and ready to campaign. He's smoking champagne and doing the damn thing. However, he acknowledges that there are "smurfs" and "Gilligans" out there (people who are jealous or harbor resentment against him) who have been tripping since his first tape. Despite this, he's still making dope music for fans to listen to while cruising through the parking lot after the club. He's using gangsta scare tactics and walking around in his Nike Air Max's. He's finally back on the streets after being in jail, and he's looking saucy enough to warrant a photo.
The chorus is a simple repetition of the song title, followed by the sentiment that if Mac Dre isn't messing with someone, they shouldn't get mad about it. He's simply doing what he does. In the next verse, Mac Dre talks about how he attracts women effortlessly. He carries heat (a weapon), stacks money, and jacks liquor. He smokes weed often and even snuck some into jail. Now, he's free and doesn't have any limitations. Mac Dre is making music that resonates with listeners and making hunks and chunks of money in the process. He's not messing with "kibbles and bits"; he only wants big face, hundred dollar bills. He's hanging out with the P.O. (parole officer) and going for two with the double-are crew. In the final verse, Mac Dre and Mac Mall boast about their mastery of Ebonics and their ability to spit rhymes about dope like nobody else. They turn blunts into do-bells, hang out in the Crest Side turf, and are always hustling.
Line by Line Meaning
Yea, yes, yea, yes, mmhmm
Introductory sounds.
Mac Dreezy, Mac Dreezy [who]
Mac Dre introducing himself.
I'm back baby
Mac Dre announcing his return.
Oh boy where ya been
Questioning where Mac Dre has been.
I'm back
Reiterating his return.
Boy where ya been
Questioning where Mac Dre has been, again.
Check it
Asking listeners to pay attention.
I'm out the roof of a old school
Mac Dre standing on an old car.
Trynna campaign
Trying to win people over.
Smokin' champagne
Smoking weed while drinking champagne.
Doin' the damn thang
Doing what he does.
Now this a damn shame
Feeling sad about something.
How these smurf's hate
People who dislike him are insignificant.
But these Gilligan's been trippin' since my first tape
People have been hating on him since he started rapping.
Well here's another knock
Providing new music.
Dope as a hover rock
His music is great and enjoyable.
For you to bump while you sidin' through the parkin' lot
Listeners can enjoy his music while driving around.
After the club
After partying.
Pull it on a dove
Going home with someone after the club.
Hollerin' at hutches that's trynna get dug
Flirting with girls who are interested in him.
Out, drout on niggaz like me
Being hated on because of his lifestyle.
M to the D from the are-O-M-P bo billy
Saying his name and where he's from (Romper Room Welfare).
Usin' gangsta scare tactics
Scaring people with his gangsta persona.
Tennis shoe pimpin' in my Nike Air Max's
Wearing nice shoes with his gangsta attire.
Back on the street after 5 in the slammer
Getting out of jail.
I'm lookin' saucy somebody get a camera
Enjoys his appearance and wants a photo taken.
Oh, you mad
Asking if someone is angry.
I ain't mad at you
Doesn't hold grudges against people.
I thought you knew
Assumed the person knew he wasn't angry.
I'm just doin' what I do
He's doing what he's always done.
I'm doin' what I do [This is what I do]
Reiterating that he's doing what he always does.
Bitch don't get mad if I'm not fuckin' wit you [I ain't fuckin' wit you] Or fuckin' wit you [Damn sure I ain't fuckin' wit you]
He doesn't want to be associated with certain people.
She heard the 15's knock when I hit the block
His music can be heard from a distance.
Then I hopped out butter and she had to jock
He got out of the car looking fly and she showed interest.
I'm a ho magnet
Attracts girls easily.
Heat I'm gon' pack it
Carries weapons.
Doe I'm gon' stack it
Saving money.
Lick I'm gon' jack it
Robbing people for money.
On the scene
Present at the party.
Always smokin' green
Smokes weed often.
In the pen I had CO's bringin' me the damn thing
Even in prison, he could still smoke weed.
It's yo niggidy [It's yo niggidy]
Affirmation that it's him.
Mac Drigidy [Mac Drigidy]
Saying his name once again.
Back in the V look at me I'm livin' free
Out of prison and living his life.
No parole
Not on parole anymore.
I can choke a ho
Doesn't need to worry about getting in trouble.
Get mail, post bail, and they gon' let me go
Can bail himself out of jail easily.
I'm here to let you know
Announcing he has something to say.
This as real as it gets
Sharing true stories and experiences.
I'm makin' hunks and chunks
Making lots of money.
Don't fuck wit kibbles and bits
Doesn't want anything to do with small amounts of money.
Big face, hundred dollar bills
Carries large bills of cash.
Got me, straight face
Being serious.
Gunnin' for the skrill
Focused on making money.
I'm runnin' wit the P.O
Associating with his parole officer.
Goin' for 2
Trying to achieve two goals at once.
Wit the double are crew
With his crew from Crest Side.
Mac D-are-Ebonics
Saying his name differently once again.
Dope as chronic
Having great music.
Put it to a beat and make it stank like vomit
Working hard on making good music.
Boy I'm a foo-el [foo-el]
Considering himself a unique and foolish individual.
Human jew-el [jew-el]
Believing himself to be valuable and special.
At the studie turnin' blunt into do-bells
Making music while smoking blunts.
Wit D-Con 'cause he keep the bomb
Working with someone who has great music productions.
And the Crest Side be the turf where we from [Crest Sida]
Proudly representing his neighborhood.
I'm a hustla
He's a hustler and works hard for his money.
Straight chip getta
Making money the honest way.
And she gotta pay for Dre to get wit her
Women must pay to go out with him.
No doe ho
Doesn't want to associate with women who don't make money.
Leave me alone
Asks for space and solitude.
I'm in the drop wit the Cali sun heat in my dome
Driving around with a convertible and a hot head.
Feelin' like a movie star when I slide
Feeling great when he drives around.
They know who the hell we are when we ride
Being recognized as a popular artist.
It's Country Club Crest Side crew
Announcing his crew member's neighborhood.
Actin' some fools
Acting silly and having fun.
Potna doin' what the fuck we do
Enjoying life and doing what they love.
Gorilla gurpin'
Going wild.
Stay out the way boy
Asking someone to leave them alone.
And bow down when you see Mac Dre boy
Expecting respect from others.
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