Mc Ren - n***a Called Ren lyrics

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Mc Ren - n***a Called Ren lyrics

Ten years muthaf**a'z, these bomb a** raps hooked up wit ant banks Made the bay bridge collapse ren's rap[voice] b**hes be havin claps and crabs on a day I came outta state, like a movin yay It's all about ren and banks like hoo riders Muthaf**in compton n***as got them true riders Industry full a sh** make a n***a shake spots These muthaf**in clones bitin bone and pac f** magazines i get five mics who the source Wit all this street sh** my n***as took it by force Ten years ago the villain revealin a new text Guaranteed legendary endorsin big checks Broke off to s** real n***as dont die n***a thinkin you the sh** cause ya homie lie Chorus[all you b**h a** n***as wanna ride wit me Knowin damn well you cant come inside wit me Now the villain is back again who is it The black n***a that they call reeeeen Ren's rap verse 2 b**hes be havin signs readin ren come and f** Villain be meditatin have the trick feel we matin Hands off controllin they minds like remotes Compton n***as be shovin they dicks down them deep throats I'm compton most wanted like eight and chill f** the radio and the b**h dianna still We dont be givin a f** like n***as shermed up Heard i was f**in wit banks got yo a** turned up Lyrically i cant be f**ed wit wit a pen b**hes be sayin they p**y hurt again by that n***a ren I n***afied like them do foself soldiers Street n***as comin up slangin straight bolders Too much dick to swallow got yo a** about to choke When i nut yo face creamy white like you sniffin coke f** that my muthaf**in dick weighs a ton I see you b**h n***as wanna run uh, Chorus; Ren's rap verse 3 These n***as ridiculous makin me laugh like jamie foxx Shackin wit they mommas actin like they fort knox Clone n***as created them all like yakube Wonderin why they gettin booed imitatin icecube Cacky suits n***as permed the f** up In eighty seven its cool in ninety seven burn the f** up West coast full a droughts wit no clout Most of yall muthaf**as dont know what yall talkin bout Got n***as drinkin ya poison like jim jones Villain be shippin gold in three muthaf**in time zones But the villain residin on fault lines Amaeture n***as thought they could duck but caught mine Right jabs and bruce lee kicks and back flips Hooked up wit this n***a from the bay to stack chips Big thangs reedit that sh** i be the fattest Black muthaf**a real n***a status uh