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.
Intro
Mac Dre Lyrics
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I puff much dope
1/3'd cutthoat
[Dubee]
I'm 2/3 Cutthoat
Hit'cha fo' splittin dope
And Yee!
Its me!
M! D!
Cutthoat 3!
[PSD]
And please believe
PS call a broad a B
[Dubee]
Beezel
Neenel
Like what the Fezzel?
[Mac Dre]
Fo' Shezzel'
Ya seezel
Mezzel you
Peezzel
[PSD]
Me-shel
On my next tell
Callin me poppy
[Dubee]
A suckkal can't stop me
I put holes in his body
[Mac Dre]
Don't know karate
But my Kemo soby dick do
[Tic]
Cash issues wit the all
You can kick you
[PSD]
Switch'cha like a swisha
Bitch you get the picture
[Dubee]
Twist ya front to back
Like a backwood
[Mac Dre]
I stack good
Mac good
Send'em to the track good
[Tic]
Liquid ass the hole hood
Come wit gats its all good
[PSD]
Bags of joog
Turf niggas halla in dollas
[Dubee]
Cutthoat calla poppas
We all in ya noggin
[Mac Dre]
I'm the rapper gone bad
Mr.stuppid doo doo dumb
I rap it in pro-plastic
She can't feel the cum
[PSD]
Mr. Menage ttwwwaa
Hoes butt naked in my ccaaarr
[Dubee]
I'm Mr. Indo smokein money
Do my thang still go nutty
I rriiidddee though the town
Still hoggin buddy
[Tic]
Its like general (?) mach ya
Ya boy got
[PSD]
Flavor
[Mac Dre]
We bite down
[Dubee]
Toilet take a chump
[Tic]
Like Gadeaz
The Intro song by Mac Dre is a rap song that consists of several rappers exchanging their verses. The lyrics are all about the rappers painting a picture of the street life they lead. They use language and slang that may not be familiar to everyone, but it adds to the authenticity of the track for those who live in the same environment. In the first verse, PSD says that he likes to smoke weed, and he is part of the Cutthoat group, but only one-third of the group. Dubee follows by saying that he is two-thirds of the Cutthoat group and is good at dicing up drugs. Mac Dre is the last one to go, and he announces his presence by shouting, "It's me, M!D!, Cutthoat 3!" The artists then continue to trade verses, each rapping about their exploits, what they are good at, and the kind of life they lead.
The lyrics of the song may not please everyone, and some may find it a bit vulgar, but it accurately portrays the life that some people lead. The rappers are not trying to be anything other than themselves, and they are not pretending to be something they are not. They use their lyrics to describe their world, and it is a world that may be unfamiliar to some, but to others, it is the reality of life. Mac Dre's song is an excellent exploration of this lifestyle, and the rappers manage to bring out a certain level of excitement that some may find infectious.
Line by Line Meaning
I puff much dope
I smoke a lot of marijuana
1/3'd cutthoat
One third member of the Cutthoat gang
I'm 2/3 Cutthoat
Two third member of the Cutthoat gang
Hit'cha fo' splittin dope
Rob you while you're dividing up drugs
And Yee!
An exclamation
Its me!
Introducing oneself
M! D!
Initials of Mac Dre's stage name
Cutthoat 3!
A member of the Cutthoat gang
And please believe
An assurance
PS call a broad a B
PSD refers to women as 'B'
Beezel
Slang for marijuana
Neenel
Slang for crack cocaine
Like what the Fezzel?
Asking what's up
Fo' Shezzel'
For sure
Ya seezel
You know
Mezzel you
Me (Mac Dre) and you
Peezzel
Playaz
Me-shel
Michelle
On my next tell
Next phone call
Callin me poppy
Calling me daddy
A suckkal can't stop me
No one can bring me down
I put holes in his body
I will shoot and kill him
Don't know karate
Don't know martial arts
But my Kemo soby dick do
But I have a gun
Cash issues wit the all
Money problems with everyone
You can kick you
You can leave
Switch'cha like a swisha
Change direction like a blunt wrapper
Bitch you get the picture
You understand now
Twist ya front to back
Rotate your body
Like a backwood
Like the tobacco leaf in a blunt
I stack good
I make a lot of money
Mac good
I'm good at what I do
Send'em to the track good
I'll send others to make money for me
Liquid ass the hole hood
Spray the entire neighborhood with bullets
Come wit gats its all good
Come with guns, it's okay
Bags of joog
Bags of money
Turf niggas halla in dollas
Gang members hustle for money
Cutthoat calla poppas
Cutthoat gang members are fathers
We all in ya noggin
We all up in your head
I'm the rapper gone bad
I'm a rebel in the rap game
Mr.stuppid doo doo dumb
A nonsensical name
I rap it in pro-plastic
I rap with skill
She can't feel the cum
She can't handle my sex game
Mr. Menage ttwwwaa
A nonsensical name
Hoes butt naked in my ccaaarr
Women are naked in my car
I'm Mr. Indo smokein money
I make a lot of money selling marijuana
Do my thang still go nutty
I still do my thing and go crazy
I rriiidddee though the town
I drive through town
Still hoggin buddy
Still getting money
Its like general (?) mach ya
Something about 'macho' men
Flavor
My unique style
We bite down
We're serious
Toilet take a chump
Flush someone away like poop
Like Gadeaz
Like a gangsta
Contributed by Isaiah A. Suggest a correction in the comments below.