Born Dedrick D'Mon Rolison in 1971, Mack 10 perpetually represented Inglewood, California throughout his career, the Los Angeles neighborhood he called home. His professional rap career began in 1995 when he signed with Priority, the premier label for West Coast rap at the time, and released his self-titled album. The West Coast gangsta movement was peaking around this time, and Mack 10 capitalized on the trend with "Foe Life," a song he wrote with Ice Cube, one of the West Coast's reigning talents. The partnership struck gold, and the song became a coastal anthem, opening the door for a successive single, "On Them Thangs." Mack 10 then partnered with Ice Cube again a year later to form the West Coast supergroup Westside Connection along with another Los Angeles rapper, WC. The three had united for a standout song on Mack 10's debut album, "Westside Slaughterhouse," and hoped to reprise their camaraderie for the Westside Connection album. They certainly did so, recording the boastful lead single "Bow Down," which taunted the East Coast, along with several other songs discussing the East-West tension that dominated rap at the time.
Mack 10 followed the number two-charting Westside Connection album with his second album, Based on a True Story, and its lead single, "Backyard Boogie," in 1997. The album became his most successful, peaking at number 14 on the Billboard album chart, and confirmed his quick ascendance to fame. Moreover, the album is generally considered to be Mack 10's career highlight: it features a modest number of guests (Snoop Dogg, E-40, Ice Cube), top-notch G-funk-era producers (Ant Banks, Soopafly), and little of the filler that would begin to populate his successive releases. Mack 10 returned a year later with another Top 20 album, Recipe, which is notable for its abundance of guests. In fact, only one song featured Mack 10 alone; every other song featured at least one guest, if not more; everyone from Master P and Mystikal to Jermaine Dupri and Ol' Dirty Bastard. Following the extravagencies of Recipe in 1997, Mack 10's career began to slowly spiral downward, much like the West Coast gangsta rap scene he rode to fame. His only release in 1998 was Hoo Bangin': Mix Tape, more of a showcase for the many up-and-coming rappers on his Hoo Bangin' label than for himself, and listeners weren't very interested. When Mack 10 finally did return with another full-length of his own, The Paper Route, in 2000, three years after Recipe, listeners similarly weren't very interested.
The relative disappointment of The Paper Route brought Mack 10's souring relationship with Priority Records to an end, and along came Cash Money Records, who happily signed the rapper to a contract. The partnership seemed somewhat unlikely. Cash Money was a leading Dirty South label with a small roster of in-house rappers such as Juvenile and Lil Wayne; however, the label was looking to expand its roster as well as its reach, and Mack 10 offered it a great opportunity to unite the West Coast and Dirty South. The resulting album, Bang or Ball (2001), neither topped the charts nor garnered substantial attention despite boasting "Hate in Yo Eyes," a Dr. Dre production that interpolated the Bee Gees' "Stayin' Alive." The album nonetheless signaled a new direction for Mack 10, who sounded surprisingly comfortable working with one of the Dirty South's premier producers, Manny Fresh. Less than a year later in summer 2002 came Mack 10 Presents da Hood, a Hoo Bangin' release prominently featuring numerous up-and-coming West Coast rappers: K-Mac, Deviossi, Skoop, Cousteau, and Techniec. More importantly, though, the album featured "L.A. for Ya," an anthemic song that was customized for the West Coast's leading radio stations as well as for Lakers and Clippers home games. The customized versions worked, and the song garnered quite a bit of airplay on the West Coast, making it one of Mack 10's biggest hits in years. Ghetto, Gutter and Gangster appeared in 2003 followed by Hustla's Handbook two years later
Please
Mack 10 Lyrics
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You can sell it from the escort service to the track
I'm like old school snoop, "I don't love them hoes"
And I don't care if its a blizzard, bitch hoe till ya froze
I throw a bitch in the game head first like a diver
'Cause big daddy is a gangsta and a Bentley driver
I hit all fifty states with ass to grab
'Cause 1-0 a motherfucker with the gift-of-gab
Shit your girl ain't missin' she just hangin' with pimpin'
See she had room to grow like a be in a d-cup
I told her "now shake that mustard bitch and ketcup"
Now you my first Asian hoe to you I'm a dream
But disobey, yo name is wunthong, y'all for the team
Now sell ya ass like crack and pussy niggaz is payin'
Now hit the track and turn tricks and have 'em payout and weigh em
Bitch
[Chorus]
Please, don't you leave me lonely
(Shut the fuck up bitch and get my money)
Please, don't you leave me lonely
(Please my ass bitch get my cash)
Please, don't you leave me lonely
(Bitch I turn lost hoes into boss hoes)
Please, don't you leave me lonely
(State to state, city to city, titty to titty bitch)
I might be young but I do know the game I'm not new to this
As soon as you trip, roll out for actin' ludicrous
I start callin' out bitch slow down she was a lunatic
I told her plenty of times I think you losin' it
I hope I don't have to shoot the bitch
That's comin' straight from the heart
'Cause I told her the real nigga straight from the start
I'm through with your ass and please believe you got a replacement
And about the situation it ain't no conversation in it
Bitch, you was just somethin' to do know that
Plus your mental fit the description of how a hoe acts
It musta been the life in the fast lane
'Cause you was overwhelmed with how fast the cash came
The pussy was bomb for that you stuck around
All the while you knew my style and now I fucked around
You know, how I treat hoes, I pick and I choose
Thinkin' I move, but yo ass singin' them blues like
[Chorus]
You know how it goes
I bomb one hoe and know a whole row of hoes like domino's
Bitch, know what I mean?
I need satisfact with a chain reaction
Bitch when it come to bustin a hoe
I'm motherfuckin' twenty below
Bitch that's cold as a motherfucker
My nigga cam say
"Hoe's like colors, and every bitch want to be led to a pot of gold"
So my niggaz ya gotta look like a rainbow to do that shit
Ya dig?
Checkit
[Chorus]
In Mack 10's song "Please," the rapper discusses the theme of pimping and prostitution, particularly highlighting the relationship between a pimp and a prostitute. Throughout the song, Mack 10 discusses how he treats women in the game like objects, making it clear that he doesn't care about them beyond their ability to make money for him. He makes several references to his status as a "gangsta" and a "Bentley driver," indicating that he is in a position of power over these women.
Mack 10 emphasizes the power dynamic between him and the women, continually using derogatory language and objectifying them. He also admits to being willing to resort to violence ("I hope I don't have to shoot the bitch") to enforce his authority over them. The chorus of the song further highlights the control Mack 10 has over the women in the game, emphasizing that they cannot leave him and that their only role is to make money for him.
Overall, "Please" is a song that is meant to provide a window into the world of prostitution and pimping, with Mack 10 serving as a representative of the industry's dark and misogynistic side.
Line by Line Meaning
Bitch you can miss me with that, and in fact
I don't want to hear what you're saying, and actually I don't want anything to do with you
You can sell it from the escort service to the track
You can work in any type of prostitution, from high-end escort services to street corners
I'm like old school snoop, "I don't love them hoes"
I'm like Snoop Dogg who doesn't have love for women in prostitution
And I don't care if its a blizzard, bitch hoe till ya froze
Even in harsh weather conditions, women in prostitution should continue to work until they can't anymore
I throw a bitch in the game head first like a diver
I introduce women to prostitution very quickly, without easing them into it
'Cause big daddy is a gangsta and a Bentley driver
I'm a gangster and I drive an expensive car
I hit all fifty states with ass to grab
I travel to every state in the US to hire women in prostitution
'Cause 1-0 a motherfucker with the gift-of-gab
I'm very good at convincing women to enter prostitution
Square niggaz relax it ain't no need for simpin'
Men who aren't involved in prostitution shouldn't worry about me taking their women, there's no need to compete
Shit your girl ain't missin' she just hangin' with pimpin'
Your girlfriend isn't missing, she's just with me as I'm her pimp
See she had room to grow like a bee in a d-cup
Your girlfriend had potential to make money as a prostitute, just like a bee has potential to grow in a bigger cup size
I told her "now shake that mustard bitch and ketcup"
I encouraged her to dance and perform sexually for money
Now you my first Asian hoe to you I'm a dream
To the first Asian woman I hired as a prostitute, I was a figure of hope and success
But disobey, yo name is wunthong, y'all for the team
If she refuses to work, her name becomes 'wunthong,' a Thai term for prostitute, and she is out of the team
Now sell ya ass like crack and pussy niggaz is payin'
Now sell your body like drugs and men are paying for your services
Now hit the track and turn tricks and have 'em payout and weigh em
Now go out to the streets and engage with clients, collect payment and sexually satisfy them
Please, don't you leave me lonely
I don't want my prostitutes to leave me
(Shut the fuck up bitch and get my money)
I demand that they keep quiet and give me the money they earn
(Please my ass bitch get my cash)
I expect them to quickly get the money to give to me
(Bitch I turn lost hoes into boss hoes)
I boast that I can give direction and hope to women in prostitution
(State to state, city to city, titty to titty bitch)
I travel from state to state, city to city, looking for women to hire as prostitutes
I might be young but I do know the game I'm not new to this
Even though I'm young, I understand prostitution and know how to make money in it
As soon as you trip, roll out for actin' ludicrous
If my prostitutes cause me problems, I will quickly replace them with someone else
I start callin' out bitch slow down she was a lunatic
If my prostitutes become mentally unstable, I will tell them to slow down and take a break
I told her plenty of times I think you losin' it
I express concern for their mental health, but only if it affects their ability to work
I hope I don't have to shoot the bitch
I hope I don't have to physically harm my prostitutes to keep them in line
That's comin' straight from the heart
I really don't want to have to hurt my prostitutes
'Cause I told her the real nigga straight from the start
I was honest and straightforward about my intentions as a pimp
I'm through with your ass and please believe you got a replacement
I'm done with you as a prostitute and you better believe I will hire someone else instead
And about the situation it ain't no conversation in it
There's nothing to talk about, the decision is made and final
Bitch, you was just somethin' to do know that
You were just a way for me to make money and nothing more
Plus your mental fit the description of how a hoe acts
Your mental state resembles that of a woman in prostitution
It musta been the life in the fast lane
You were attracted to a life of quick and easy money
'Cause you was overwhelmed with how fast the cash came
You were amazed by how much money you could make in prostitution
The pussy was bomb for that you stuck around
You were motivated to stay in prostitution because of the the pleasure you derived from it
All the while you knew my style and now I fucked around
You were aware of how I operate as a pimp, but you stayed with me anyway and now you're in trouble
You know, how I treat hoes, I pick and I choose
You know I have the power to choose who I want to work for me as a prostitute, and I can be very specific in my choices
Thinkin' I move, but yo ass singin' them blues like
You thought you knew what you were doing, but now you're regretting it
I bomb one hoe and know a whole row of hoes like domino's
If I can control one prostitute, I can control many more
Bitch, know what I mean?
Do you understand the power I have over you?
I need satisfact with a chain reaction
I need to be satisfied with the amount of money my prostitutes are making, and it needs to create a chain reaction of more money coming in
Bitch when it come to bustin a hoe
When it comes to making money off prostitutes
I'm motherfuckin' twenty below
I am very cold-hearted and ruthless
Bitch that's cold as a motherfucker
I am very cold-hearted and ruthless
My nigga cam say
A phrase used to introduce a quote from a friend named Cam
"Hoe's like colors, and every bitch want to be led to a pot of gold"
Women in prostitution are like colors, and they all want to be led to a pot of gold, which is a metaphor for making a lot of money quickly
So my niggaz ya gotta look like a rainbow to do that shit
You need to have a lot of colorful and flashy things to attract women into prostitution
Ya dig?
Do you understand what I'm saying?
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Written by: MARK E CURRY
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