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MC Ren lyrics - Ruthless for Life

Cpt All Day

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(MC Ren:) I fuck so good I make dike bitches straight and give em mo love jones then Lorenz' tape Nigga outta state been to every nigga hood gets treated like Farhekahn, the shit is all good Niggaz be on their knees like their ready to suck a dick beggin Like niggaz about to beat they ass caught for bootleggin The Villain be havin keys to black holes in space hoes beggin a nigga to lick my nuts for a taste Dick be so huge, givin em over bites like Monefa, Be hard to leave the room when she undress that black moon, My shit explodin more than Timothy McVeigh, fuck with me I'll take yo ass off the L like K day Compton niggaz fighting more than MGM Grand fucking bitches looking like the real Roxanne Niggaz know they can't fuck with me, It's CPT all day howz it gone be niggaz? (T-Girl:) Chorus: Niggaz in Compton don't give a mad fuck, where the fuck you from nigga what the fuck up? CPT nigga that's how it gotta be call my niggaz from the from the Hub if you wanna fuck with me. Niggaz in Compton don't give a mad fuck, where the fuck you from nigga what the fuck up? CPT nigga that's how it gotta be call my niggaz from the from the Hub if you wanna fuck with me. (MC Ren:) I don't be givin a fuck I be making these niggaz/bitches pissy comin at me with that bullshit yall can miss me, A REAL NIGGA You know yall niggaz used to wanna be, to hard motherfuckers like me and E [Eazy-E], Full of freaky tails like Short, Gotta killa appettite, Yo bitch chose me cause I could fuck her all night You niggaz worse than Deangelo bitin Prince or heavy D biting Biggy, I'll slap yo ass silly Real niggaz made Will Smith leave Philly not Jada These bitch niggaz turnin into Ren hatas Cause I still get paid for writing that street shit that they play that make mothufukkas start fightin So come on, hop on my nuts like everybody did Greenbay, still won't believe it like the screenplay, You wack niggaz tryin to walk around proud you muthufukkin groupies aint allowed. (T-Girl:) Chorus: Niggaz in Compton don't give a mad fuck, where the fuck you from nigga what the fuck up? CPT nigga that's how it gotta be call my niggaz from the from the Hub if you wanna fuck with me. Niggaz in Compton don't give a mad fuck, where the fuck you from nigga what the fuck up? CPT nigga that's how it gotta be call my niggaz from the from the Hub if you wanna fuck with me. (MC Ren:) I gives a fuck, you niggaz mad cause I made your bitch hot, I saw you slap her ass in the parking lot Compton niggaz like me be born macks add it to this fuckin nigga if you wore black Gang shit change, Compton still the shit niggaz know In this rap shit Compton Niggaz all pro That street shit, yall niggaz know who made the best Compton niggaz holding down the whole fucking west Nobody tryin to see yo ass like that movie Booty Call mo suave than MJG and 8ball Niggaz mo bitchy than that nigga Genuwine the bitches are free, but stupid niggaz buy the wine Compton niggaz be takin pussy, on GP or they be down to suck yo dick if you MC But if you aint the viialin hold yo dick in yo hand tell em give me The bitches strip tease like Demi. (T-Girl:) Chorus: Niggaz in Compton don't give a mad fuck, where the fuck you from nigga what the fuck up? CPT nigga that's how it gotta be call my niggaz from the from the Hub if you wanna fuck with me. Niggaz in Compton don't give a mad fuck, where the fuck you from nigga what the fuck up? CPT nigga that's how it gotta be call my niggaz from the from the Hub if you wanna fuck with me. (MC Ren:) Bitch niggaz that's how it gotta be (T-Girl:) Punk bitches that's how it gotte be (MC Ren:) Bitch niggaz that's how it gotta be Call my niggaz from the Hub if you wanna fuck with me. (T-Girl:) Punk bitches that's how it gotta be (MC Ren:) Bitch niggaz that's how it gotta be (T-Girl:) Punk bitches that's how it gotta be Call my niggaz from the Hub if you wanna fuck with me.

Oh Father

PASTOR TROY "D.S.G.B. I Am D.S.G.B."
I was that cool motherfucker but living in the world of these cruel motherfuckers society they made me a fool motherfucker and sixteen shots leaving the pussies taking cover huh I'm sorry mother motherfuckers just ain't like me the fucking grave by twenty one is so likely a million letters from the penn niggaz writing me fuck the system the DEA sellin all the damn yay so I pray them fuckers die and when they leave let them pussy motherfuckers fry and make they families eternally have to cry and crucify me and label me the n ride I testify I'm ready Oh father come and take me I surrender I'm ready [repeat 4X] Statistics said I wouldn't live to see the grey in my head there is to much drama in theses streets to much heat and she said wont let the feds red said they want no dust in my tomb so I keep my eyes red and I stay in my room I'm prayin soon that my income cause income is halted if you got then I got it but anyone can talk it and i thought it was simply me but it's universal cause this shit's the real deal try to feel the commercial america tell me where is the freedom of liberty this place ain't meant for me so I got a quarter key and move it like ryder trucks those crackers are already stuck a path for my niggaz because my niggaz ain't give a fuck bout nothin they had to say we always move tha yay your game but we can play and lucifer better pray that I do not do what i just planned to do yesterday I sware to god in Georgia Oh father come and take me I surrender I'm ready [repeat 4X] This is for my folks in Cuba This is for my folks in Jamaica This is for my folks in Africa, we ready Them crackers had me fucked up I scooped a job for a minute but couldn't deal with the pay I quit that shit in a day back on the grind servin my yay nothing to say but I tried I'm told there is a better way but who going to pull me inside they in they ride disappointed because I had bad luck I ain't ever goin to sell this shit my nigga I'm stuck my people roll they window up and then they hit and they lock its fucked up but thats the way it is down here on the block man everyone servin some rocks if not some rocks some weed everybody's trapped high I cant afford the heat its kinda neat how they just creep and kick the door off the hinge and when theses motherfuckers leave they taking all of my friends no way to win cause we are in for the ride of our lives I was writing this shit I had to wipe my eye cause this is chaos they after us we'll never succede cause we some ignorant niggaz but all we need is to see I guarantee if we stop competing get our children off these fucking streets and get 'em to reading now I'm just speaking shit who am I to tell anyone I'm telling ya there ain't nothing new up under the sun you got your gun well fuck ya gun if you goin run when they chase ya why don't you do some of that crazy shit threathen tha basser now or later we going to have to stand up and fight we pay the taxes in this bitch nigga use your rights now I know I ain't right but ill be damned if I'm wrong they say two wrongs don't make a right but it is making me strong and when I'm gone I hope this song rang in your heart my nigga ain't no better time then right now to start Oh father come and take me I surrender I'm ready [echoes] [repeat 4X]

Can Fuck Wit A Nigga

DJ QUIK
Intro: (voice-over) Yeah motherfuckers Right back on your ass Right about now we about to let you know that Compton's in the motherfucking house I got my niggas Dre and ? in this motherfucker And my road dog KK We gonna put niggas to sleep in the Four-hundred three Check Verse 1: (DJ Quik) Yeah motherfucker right back up on your ass I hid in the bushes and I crept up through the grass What you running for bitch? You fake Irish faggot You got a big booty Everlast let me tag it Cause you look like a Roman but you try to clown I kicked you in your ass that's why you jump around So don't try to fuck with a Compton nigga And I'mma tell you who's Daddy fuck with a trigga Now Daddy is the nigga getting head from your Mommy Daddy is the nigga with the gun like a tommy Daddy is the nigga that you wanna be like And Daddy is the nigga with your shit on his nikes So don't be scared just be prepared For when you dis a nigga that you won't be spared Little white boy how the fuck you figure No you can't fuck with a nigga Chorus 1: (You can't fuck with a nigga) (Thinking you wanna fade me) (Mark Killer) (Fool you crazy) (Can't fuck with a nigga) (Motherfuckers just like you) (You'd better step before I beat you with a switch) (You can't fuck with a nigga) (Thinking you wanna fade me) (Mark Killer) (Fool you crazy) (You can't fuck with a nigga) (Motherfuckers just like you) (You'd better step before I beat you with a switch) Verse 2: (Hi-C) Now there's a certain type of nigga that can make you sick Motherfucking booty and ain't saying shit But you have to start to stepping you ain't got no style Your white is showing like Belinda Carlyle And the only way that you can be cool Is if you jump your ass in the pool Mr. Everlast went up to the Hill To steal a style from the brother B-real Then these no-talent fools out here getting breaks Who the fuck better make these wack-ass tapes The homie said squash it and just let it slide But I gotta shoot Ã'em down in the middle of the ride I heard your head was big but I can still crush it Every check you lay you know we have to flush it Fuck it pass me the brew and let me swig a Uhh it's the funky white nigga Chorus 2: (No you can't fuck with a nigga) (Thinking you wanna fade me) (Mark Killer) (Fool you crazy) (Can't fuck with a nigga) (Motherfuckers just like you) (You'd better step before I beat you with a switch) (You can't fuck with a nigga) (Thinking you wanna fade me) (Mark Killer) (Fool you crazy) (No you can't fuck with a nigga) (Motherfuckers just like you) (You're a punk motherfucker with a punk mother fucking crew) Verse 3: (KK) The black fool from the other side Watch me when I who-ride Creeping up on you from the blind side Now here we go hoe yo niggas bring it on Four dogs barking in a dawn Hey watch em all catch all your homies when they fall Nothing but bullet holes left in the wall KA tripping never caught slipping Throwing three fingers to the fools that's [censored] Say nigga don't you know what's up? Coming up on to get you fucked up Knuckle or the belt-buckle which way you want it? It really don't matter I'm a be all up on it KK all the way from LA Still the same nigga up to no good I'm signing out D Quik and my nigga Hi-C Yo you can't fuck with a G Chorus 3: (No you can't fuck with a nigga) (Thinking you wanna fade me) (Mark Killer) (Fool you crazy) (No you can't fuck with a nigga) (Motherfuckers just like you) (You'd better step before I beat you with a switch) (You can't fuck with a nigga) (Thinking you wanna fade me) (Mark Killer) (Fool you crazy) (You can't fuck with a nigga) (Motherfuckers just like you) (You're a punk motherfucker with a punk mother fucking crew)

Homies And Thugs (Remix)

SCARFACE "My Homies"
Verse 1: (Scarface) Ghetto niggaz remain violent all the killers remain silent niggaz strapped with 45's and ain't smiling And I'm driving to a place they're all rome' the lake we build houses but its the hood we call home In the ghetto the only place a motherfucker will keep it real we focused on the dollar bill, still The outsiders tend to disrespect the place where niggaz do thier struggling die with a straight face Surviving, under conditions demons dinin' you can run it but can't hide it so step aside Its the nigga that makin' music for the streets cause I love this motherfucker like pussy with no sheets, cause its deep Some niggaz make it out the neighborhood and won't circle and let the money make them nervous, what's the purpose? A motherfucker sitting on fat Who done came up in the hood but he can't come back Fuck that, I remain in the street game frame on a mission to maintian me and take aim In position to let my opposition know my life cause off in these streets I keep it real but what's right? Surviving, sitting on a key doing business on a beeper I'm sinking in this motherfucker deeper Fear the reaper that no man born or woman harm me fuck being a nigga in your army; though I'm a killer Enter the ghetto so that you can see what I mean when I say I love this cause it love me Let it be, stop looking at this motherfucker strange and talking 'bout a motherfucking change This is for my thug niggaz (chorus x6) This is for my homies and my thug niggaz (uuuuugh) verse 2 (Master P) 'Face, imagine us working at McDonald's and me and you selling fucking tapes in the Bahamas Gold slug, a car full of thug niggaz twenty inch wheels candy paint so we drug dealers No Limit soldiers to the fullest see I was raised on some red beans the size of some bullets, huh Real ghetto niggaz can't be stopped got me mixing up dope with little J down at Rap-A-Lot My phone tapped the feds on my tail got me paying luxury taxes on everything I build True to the ghetto that's my life you see that house on the lake its for the kids and the wife You can test me if you wanna cause I be dumping niggaz off from New Orleans to California Rowdy like a hurricane (uuuuuugh) independant, black owned got them hooked on this cocaine You used to see C.E.O.'s in a suit and tie but we young niggaz in tennis shoes and diamonds Executive street millionaires niggas gonna be bout it bout till we gray in the wheel chair Chorus x6 Verse 3: (Doracell) It's alive, and I'mma be tha muhfuckin' one Make these niggas want some Here I come Da Last Don Niggaz steady claiming this Tatted on my wrist since 86 What tha fuck? I'm sitting in my cell block stuck Listening to this shit my radio did Shit, gotta change the situation Write a letta to the warden mothafuck all this time wasting Chasin' niggas wit my occupation Clean across the nation Lookin' for two-facin The gangsta, the killa, and the dope-dealer all in one Now past me my muthafuckin' gun Niggaz feelin' they invinsible Til' they dealin' wit tha muthafuckin' principle Doracell nigga I ain't scared cause 2 pac got kilt I'm on tilt Feelin' the muthafuckin' guilt Thug Nigga

The Bubble

Tha Alkaholiks "X.O. Experience"
Nigga quit playin with the god damn drum machine Motherfucker (ha) yo.. [Chorus: repeat 2X] Wherever my crew go, same old scenario Takin over every show, rockin on the radio-ohhhhhhhh Oh, oh-oh, oh-oh, oh, oh-oh, oh-oh, oh, oh-oh, oh [E-Swift] It's Tha Liks you know our repoitoire, we party y'all We treat every day like it's fuckin Mardi Gras (y'know) Y'all done started somethin you just can't finish Ten years deep in this game called rap business We takin hip-hop back, it's gettin unbearable Y'all done disrespected the game somethin terrible My Likwid Crew shower you, with rhymes that's uncomparable Beats so ridiculous it just ain't fair to you We act stupid off the tonic and whiskey Smoke so much weed you might think I'm a hippie In the club drunk with my nigga King Tipsy Lookin for some hoes that we can toss like frisbies Bail through the club belligerent like, Bitch Please (damn) Tab at the bar is already like six G's Everywhere we go, I roll with the same old gang Doin the same old thang, again and again [Chorus] [Tash] Niggaz know.. (y'all niggaz know).. On your marks get wet, three vets is on the set It's nine years in the game and we ain't lost a step yet We still in full effect with drunk rhymes that make the world spin (While you starin at me nigga) Nigga, I'm starin at your girlfriend Women see us out and think my click is too obnoxious Cause we bail around the party like we off a couple notches We off a couple vodkas, homegirl, we Likwid niggaz Take the time to get to blow us, tell yo' friends come kick it with us Ha ha, all jokes aside, we slide slippers Money fallin out my pocket like I robbed nine strippers Tash is, Animal House like Jon Belushi I'll be drinkin all the sake while you eatin all the sushi (damn) (Whattup nigga) It's still the same situation Tha Liks be gettin head from the same bitch you datin Ratin us a 9'll be a waste of your time We tens with big ends so let the games begin (y'know) [Chorus] [Tash] Niggaz know.. y'all niggaz know.. Niggaz know.. y'all niggaz know.. [King Tee] Yeah, yeah! Imperialistic without doubt, the King'll blast your character out So stop playin with it, you fadin in it I stay with it, let me present the crown sound Constricted with the Likwid, the ticket round town The wicked wild sound unleashed out the cage Plus the Alkaholiks got the bar on stage Get pissy, Tipsy got a baggy full of cavi J-Ro put D's on the Mavi' Swift got TV's in the Caddy Tash kept it all factory The Likwid far from tacky Even if I step in the Sky Bar, K-Swiss and hard khakis Y'all niggaz better be happy, let me bubble [Chorus] [Tash] Niggaz know.. niggaz know, y'all niggaz know.. Niggaz know.. y'all niggaz know.. {*E-Swift scratches Tha Liks until almost the end*} [Chorus - partial] Wherever my crew go, same old scenario..

Oh I Think They Like Me

Dem Franchize Boyz "Dem Franchize Boyz"
[chorus 16x] Oh I think they like me [verse 1] Yea these niggaz like me haters want to fight me Yea these niggaz mad cuz I came over night B Yea I switch it up I got 9 kuff tightly So you betta do the right thing like Spike Lee Yep I'm superclean rock jeans wit a white tee Niggaz roumd here soft but like niggaz want to bite me If you had some figures you will be just like me Yea these niggaz mad cuz I'm shining like a light B Niggaz talkin bout yep in there muthafuckin throwback He ain't real you know dat? y he sold that We stepping on these niggaz like a muthafuckin door mat When I hit the scene they take pictures call me Kodak These hoes goin crazy like think they need some prozac We the hottest thing that ya rockin and you no dat Yo bitch chosed up and she don't wan to go back [chorus] [verse 2] Haters wanna fight me I'm snatching yo ass up First nigga act up first nigga get bust ???????????????????????????? T-shirt stravaganza (Franchize the white tee boyz) Self made and self paid we latch around in our white tee Ahsy black shirt well get down in ya brown tee My hundred throwback we sport a jersey by Ali And if he make on (then all them sike me) I'm all about my cash ride around wit a nice peace Ear piece icy they straight like me You heard pimp and playa (they shine so brightly) Don't stand so close vision will ????????? Respect my whole squad no you can't even touch us cuz Role out the red carpet high 5 and show us love Carry barretas count cheddar we trasedda I'm a Franchize nigga have mil or betta [chorus] I love to muthafuckin fight But when shit thick I grab the k he grab the pipe So when I'm wrong or he right

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