[Intro: Mac Dre, Khayree]

Mac motherfuckin' Dre

What's up, playa?

Check this out, mayne. It's been a dope ass EP

Uh-huh

Music tight; raps tight

Oh, you know the raps is tight

And all them jealous motherfuckers gotta step the fuck back

Step off, punks!

Goddamn right. But check this out, though

You need to send a shot out to your partners and shit

Let 'em know, you know what I'm saying, you thinking about 'em and things

Oh, oh, what you talking about, $hort and them with that Oaktown funk?

That's right, that's right

Oh, alright, playa. Check this out, kick the beat then, I'ma do it

Check it out

[Verse: Mac Dre]

Yeah, what's up, motherfuckers? Who?

My boy MC Pooh who's cold fuckin' with dank

And track layer, rhyme-sayer young Anthony Banks

My motherfuckin' partner $hort D-O-G

And a riggedy Romp shot to Spice O-N-E

Richie fuckin' Rich, you know he's down with me, Dre

Dangerous Dame got 'em ridin' on the freeway

You know The Bay is coming way too real

You got MC Ant and young Filthy Phil

Reek Daddy and my homeboy Coolio

And Khayree's pumpin' dope through the studio

Stevie D sweepin' 'em under the rug

And last but not least, it's young Ray Luv

Ray Luv, yeah, that's right

You better get his fuckin' tape 'cause it's hella tight

Check it, y'all, check it, y'all, check it, y'all, check it, y'all

[Outro: Mac Dre]

Yeah, yeah, Mac motherfuckin' Dre

What's up, Kilo? Ronnie Waggs, my homeboy Young Ray

Young Clete, stay strong, mayne, you know

Freaky D, my homeboy J, Mac Marty, uh-huh

What's up, Young Touchup?