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n***a who the f** got that street sh** (compton n***as)
n***a who the f** got that street sh** (park's n***as)
n***a who the f** got that street sh** (la n***as)
My n***a who the f** got that street sh** (real n***as)
(mc ren)
A motherf**in fiend, before i became a teen
The villain was f**in with b**hes instead of cones or ice cream
n***as be k**ing the villain like aids with whack rhymes
These n***as don't be havin no lyrics
All they talk about is nines and chronic
The villain be doing that but i can switch up
Kick some unreleased sh** n***a pick your b**h up
The villain be k**in you n***as that's running with clicks
Ren be own em'
n***as be running with clicks cause they can't do it on they own lonesome
From cpt to nyc, i keeps it hot
b**hes be worshiping a n***a with shrines and parking lots.
Ten years of damage motherf**ing rap god
Traded in the dayton's on the foe with 3 tripods
The villain be travelling at the speed of light, cause i might
Be uniden-tah-fied if i come whack, mothef**ers late at night
n***as be waking up forgetting the whole thing
n***a it ain't over till the hoe sing, b**h sing it
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(mc ren)
Ain't sh** changed, still making b**hes p**y's hot
Hanging with n***as from compton carryin big glocks
f**ing em' car hops trippin off some paint and gold d'z
b**hes be happy to hold these
Hanging with rap n***as like lez and joe clair
n***as from compton multiply and seen everywhere
Making your spot hot attract the feds and protest
Kidnapping b**hes and make the scene grotesque
Real n***as and b**hes n***as hanging out
Cpt dwelling shots reigning out
Selling coke, hoes taking dicks down they throat
b**h n***as coming up pissin all you find is a ransom note
New release, promotin f**ing police
Crooked motherf**ers hot cause i won't give em' a piece
Mc motherf**in ren back at cha'
n***as bit my sh** the villain ain't mad at cha'
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(mc ren)
A n***a sittin on the curb rats catch whip lash
Same hoes when i was little, f**ing n***as for cash
Now they baby mommas cause they wanted n***as with dope
Stuck with stretch marks and n***as names tattered by they throat
Some on they tittys, ankles and a**
Every neighborhood got these stankin tricks from the past
They be at the clubs, p**y's used up
They tiitys six feet, there stomachs lookin bruised up
Real n***as turn the light out
n***a till they child's through
These hoes today be havin n***as rob you
Just to come up, so n***as can f** em' with cheap weed
Makin motherf**ers go and drop a week seed
Thinkin they max julie fake a** macks
All the hoes shake the spot once they smoke up your chronic sack
Who's getting played n***a you or the hoe
These b**hes be f**in you and your doe
n***as f** it!
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