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.
Young Mac Dre
Mac Dre Lyrics
Jump to: Overall Meaning ↴ Line by Line Meaning ↴
I got a fifth of heem and some hurt ya dick weed
Taking fat sips of the hennesey
And if I aint drunk now, I'm finna be
Its the cold crest capper on the microphone
Making sucka sounding punks straight leave it alone
From the G-H-E-TT-O, land of the freaky hoe
Where niggas get the cock, bust a nut, say beep me hoe
No money for movies hoe, so dont even mention it
'Cause times are too rough, its hard to do stuff
The crack'll slack, I need to try some new stuff
I need to start packin', dressin' in black and
Come out after 12 with my gat and start jackin'
Cars with beat, taking money from freaks
And even jack that motherfucka on the corner who geeks
I gotta survive and try to stay alive hoe
Life is like cracker jacks but money's the prize though
24-7 on a get mail mission
Times are getting crazy but you dont listen
Young brothas grow up, become tight and thangs
Just a few close niggas the rollers call 'em a gang
I cant understand how these devils think
I need to get my nine and cold take me a drink
And get sick wit it, they cant get wit it
They need to eat my ass, and suck some dick wit it...
One more time back at you
With a nice smooth beat to rap to
Its young MD from the romp baby
And I'm on my way to the top baby
I got a one way ticket, theres not return
And sucka MC's better wait your turn
'Cause I'm a fly young brotha with a gift of gab
And bitch dont let it get ya mad
I be straight shift strikin', and never would I be hikin'
Lots of dank, and lots of drank is what a nigga be likin'
Straight romp bandit, the rollers cant understand it
When they run up in my house and come out empty handed
UGH, they cant touch Dre
'Cause I'm a cold crest creeper makin' much pay
Doin' it the only way I know how
And these many of styles, got me on top of the pile
Makin' M-A-I-L, hear what I spell
Rollers try to keep me in they J-A-I-L
But I B-A-I-L, spending my mail
Just to get out of the C-E-LL...
Last... but not least
Mac muthafuckin' Dre is on the mic G
Listen party people as I get dumb
I got stupid dope lyrics let me spit 'em
It's the riggity riggity riggity romp stizzar
You know hoes wanna ride in my cizzar
But none never ever get fizzar
Maybe 'til there is no stizzar
'Cause its P-I-M-P-I-N-G
Hoe come pay me my money
'Cause the D-I-C-K dont come free
As long as I got you I wont slang the D
'Cause I'm too damn vicious, you cant get wit this
You wont get kisses, you'll just get dick bitch
Its MD on the mic hoe
And never say never 'cause you might blow
For some of you hoes it might take some time
But when I spit that rhyme and cold blow your mind
Fuck you for a while then take a nap
Then you're waking me up blowing me off the map
Put on my clothes and I'm on my way
And you wish you wouldnt've fucked with the mac named Dre...
"and my number one rule is run up through it"
The song "Young Mac Dre" by Mac Dre talks about life in the ghetto, where violence rules the streets and survival is key. The lyrics speak of a young man trying to make it in a world where opportunities are scarce and where he has to resort to robbing and stealing to survive. He talks about getting drunk and high to ease the pain of living in a harsh environment. Despite the hardships, he maintains his hope and ambition that he will one day rise to the top, and that he will not let anyone stand in his way.
The song is a commentary on the state of society and highlights the struggles of being a young black man in America. The lyrics are raw and unfiltered, and they paint a picture of a world that is harsh and unforgiving. Mac Dre's delivery of the lyrics adds to the impact of the song, as he raps with a sense of urgency that suggests that he has lived through the experiences he is rapping about.
Overall, "Young Mac Dre" is a powerful song that sheds light on the realities faced by many young people in the ghetto. It highlights the importance of perseverance and the need for hope in a world that can sometimes seem bleak.
Line by Line Meaning
Kick back while I romp, rap, perk, and get keyed
Relax while I have fun, rap, drink coffee, and smoke marijuana
I got a fifth of heem and some hurt ya dick weed
I have a bottle of Hennessy and some strong marijuana
Taking fat sips of the hennesey
Drinking large gulps of Hennessy
And if I aint drunk now, I'm finna be
And if I'm not already drunk, I'm about to be
Its the cold crest capper on the microphone
I am the best rapper from Crest
Making sucka sounding punks straight leave it alone
Making weak sounding rappers stay away
From the G-H-E-TT-O, land of the freaky hoe
From the ghetto, where promiscuous women are common
Where niggas get the cock, bust a nut, say beep me hoe
Where men pay for sex, have an orgasm, and ask the prostitute to call them again
No time for kickin' it, niggas be dickin' it
No time for socializing, men are having sex
No money for movies hoe, so dont even mention it
No money to go to the movies, so don't suggest it
'Cause times are too rough, its hard to do stuff
Because times are tough, it's hard to get things done
The crack'll slack, I need to try some new stuff
The drug business is slow, I need to try something new
I need to start packin', dressin' in black and
I need to carry a gun, and wear all-black clothing
Come out after 12 with my gat and start jackin'
Go out after midnight with my gun and rob people
Cars with beat, taking money from freaks
Stealing cars with expensive sound systems, robbing wealthy people
And even jack that motherfucka on the corner who geeks
And even rob the nerdy person on the corner
I gotta survive and try to stay alive hoe
I need to survive and stay alive, woman
Life is like cracker jacks but money's the prize though
Life is like a box of Cracker Jacks, and money is the reward
24-7 on a get mail mission
Always working hard to make money
Times are getting crazy but you dont listen
The situation is getting worse, but you don't pay attention
Young brothas grow up, become tight and thangs
Young men grow up and become close friends
Just a few close niggas the rollers call 'em a gang
A small group of close friends are labeled a gang by the police
I cant understand how these devils think
I can't comprehend the thoughts of these evil people
I need to get my nine and cold take me a drink
I need to get my gun and have a cold drink
And get sick wit it, they cant get wit it
And be really good at something, they cannot match it
They need to eat my ass, and suck some dick wit it...
They need to do something derogatory, but still cannot match my skills
One more time back at you
One more time, here we go
With a nice smooth beat to rap to
With a nice and smooth rhythm to rap to
Its young MD from the romp baby
It's young Mac Dre from Crest, baby
And I'm on my way to the top baby
And I am on a mission to become successful
I got a one way ticket, theres not return
I have a one-way ticket, and there is no turning back
And sucka MC's better wait your turn
And other rappers need to wait their turn
'Cause I'm a fly young brotha with a gift of gab
Because I am a charming and eloquent young man
And bitch dont let it get ya mad
And do not get upset about it, woman
I be straight shift strikin', and never would I be hikin'
I am always busy and working, never idle
Lots of dank, and lots of drank is what a nigga be likin'
I like smoking a lot of marijuana, and drinking a lot of alcohol
Straight romp bandit, the rollers cant understand it
I am a notorious criminal from Crest, and the police cannot comprehend it
When they run up in my house and come out empty handed
When they raid my house and do not find anything
UGH, they cant touch Dre
They cannot catch or stop me, Dre
'Cause I'm a cold crest creeper makin' much pay
Because I am a successful criminal from Crest, making lots of money
Doin' it the only way I know how
Doing it the only way I know how
And these many of styles, got me on top of the pile
And my various styles have put me at the top
Makin' M-A-I-L, hear what I spell
Making money, spelling out the word 'mail'
Rollers try to keep me in they J-A-I-L
The police try to keep me in jail
But I B-A-I-L, spending my mail
But I bail out and pay for my release, using my money
Just to get out of the C-E-LL...
Just to get out of the cell...
Last... but not least
Finally, but importantly
Mac muthafuckin' Dre is on the mic G
Mac Dre is on the microphone
Listen party people as I get dumb
Listen to me as I become foolish
I got stupid dope lyrics let me spit 'em
I have amazing and ridiculous lyrics, let me share them
It's the riggity riggity riggity romp stizzar
It's the amazing and unique Crest style of rap
You know hoes wanna ride in my cizzar
Women want to ride in my car
But none never ever get fizzar
But no one ever gets the chance
Maybe 'til there is no stizzar
Maybe until there is no car
'Cause its P-I-M-P-I-N-G
Because it is about pimping
Hoe come pay me my money
Prostitute, come pay me the money you owe me
'Cause the D-I-C-K dont come free
Because sex does not come for free
As long as I got you I wont slang the D
As long as I have a prostitute, I won't have to sell drugs
'Cause I'm too damn vicious, you cant get wit this
Because I am too mean, you cannot compete with me
You wont get kisses, you'll just get dick bitch
You will not get affection, you will only have sex, woman
Its MD on the mic hoe
It's Mac Dre on the microphone, woman
And never say never 'cause you might blow
And do not say never, because you might become successful
For some of you hoes it might take some time
For some women, it might take some time
But when I spit that rhyme and cold blow your mind
But when I rap and impress you, it will be amazing
Fuck you for a while then take a nap
Have sex with you for a while, and then take a nap
Then you're waking me up blowing me off the map
And then you wake me up by performing oral sex on me
Put on my clothes and I'm on my way
Get dressed, and leave
And you wish you wouldnt've fucked with the mac named Dre...
And you regret having messed with the criminal named Mac Dre
"and my number one rule is run up through it"
"And my number one rule is to go all the way, and give it your all"
Contributed by Avery H. Suggest a correction in the comments below.
Natural Born Mac
Used to play this is my tape player at Solano Junior High School in Vallejo, CA.
Rest in Heaven Mac Dre!!!
Drewdiggiydogg
my bad
Drewdiggiydogg
00p
positive vibes only
Still slappin it in 2019 str8🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥
positive vibes only
2021 still slappin. we miss you cuddie T.I.P. MD
Marcos Garcia
Damn is there more songs where he flows like this ?
R C
The whole album he's spittingike this
thought control
Mac Dre- legend
Frank Barnard
Super saucy gangsta. Mac!!!! R.i.p.Mac dre!!! much luv!!!! Cuddie!!!!!
Luhs
Sick ass jam