Lyrics：Jae Chong
Arranger：Jae Chong
Artist：麻吉帮
Ladies and gentlemen this next record needs no introduction,
ohh wee. Yo, yo, yo, turn me up, yea, yo this is machi
asiata collabo were about to flip the script on this game
with this random taskk hit, ya heard me, fosho, were about
to show this world how its done, start it off playboy.
Verse 1 (Tracy Lee, aka OMG) Asian invasion blowin up like
a new sensation, tastin with flava so amazing, asian pride
for a whole new nation. Y'all check and dial to a phat new
station.
The reign of pure excellence against pure pestilence,
so hear pure resience of a menace, drinkin on henness,
with rhyme venom, ya better tell em. I shell em,
cause I'm a felon, with hot melon, and I'll keep sellin,
so what the hellin, so call me the asian pride villain,
so let me collect all the shillin's,
and I keep it phat keep it chillin like Bob Dylan.
My rhymes are fillin, to the ceiling, are you feelin
like fine linen, permanent press, compress like sess.
We'll only impress, nothing more nothing less,
just like Rex-N-effects they call me the rump shaker,
they call me the thump maker.
CHORUS WHO'S RECKIN SHOP FROM EAST TO WEST (MACHI, MACHI)
PIMPS PLAYAS KNOW WHO'S THE BEST (MACHI, MACHI)
WHO'S THE CREW KICKIN ALL THE HOES IN CHECK (MACHI, MACHI)
WHO'S ROCKIN BEATS THAT'LL BREAK YA NECK (MACHI, MACHI)
Verse 2 (Tim) Now my decision was driven by livin' shitty,
and getting even fitting, cause I believe in my en-vision,
till I'm finished I'm a keep a sis, and list substantial
wisdom and listen, cause I'm getting sick and tired of my
financial position, my mission well I'm fixin to make
a million feelin great about it, reminiscing live in despair,
but yo I made it out I'm rollin with the Machi, I know the
Feds are watchin, I don't move with caotion crouch,
no ducking or dodgin, stomping when I'm walking,
I got the soldier style march. Unfortunately for you,
your plan just got boxed, now don't take it personal its
just that I'm so versatile. Money making to me is like a
ritual, a spiritual type feeling, now jump and touch the
ceiling, I'm a still be on the block, nigga who's running
shop CHORUS WHO'S WRECKIN SHOP FROM EAST TO WEST
(MACHI, MACHI) PIMPS PLAYAS HUSTLERS KNOW WHO'S THE BEST
(MACHI, MACHI) WHO'S THE CREW KEEPIN ALL THE HOES IN CHECK
(MACHI, MACHI) WHO'S ROCKIN BEATS THAT'LL BREAK YA NECK
(MACHI, MACHI) Verse 3 (Jeff Machox) Check it, I live my
life like a hustler, don't ask cause I'm taking it.
Tricked out rides, and mad money were making it.
Unbreakable like Bruse Willis.
Flows I kick, Machi got my back.
You know we roll thick step 20 deep in the club you know
the name, recognize 20 playaz and the game's tight.
Dope cars, dope ladies and dope living, and dope ass rhymes
over drums is what I'm giving. Yea, you can't stop a true
baller from ballin, I got you yes, yes, yallin, you know
we shot callin.
North to the south, east to the west, better ask somebody,
they tell you who's the best, it's the M.A.C.H.I crew,
w and when we step into your zone what you gonna do?
Betta, raise your hand, and bob your head to the track.
Don't matter yellow, brown, white or black,
lemme hear you say.