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[Dre]
The motherfucking saga continues All of you who don't believe in the real gangsta shit, Cause when it comes to the real niggas, It makes the shit they're much harder to deal with. Yeah, above the laws in this motherfucker, Like Mafia for life, down with the real niggas 4 life. Ha-ha, yo sweet-talk, tell 'em what the fuck we're here for Well I write ya, USE, Compton, Watts, The Wood, All across the motherfucking USA. They know I'm walking through the valley of real niggas, I should fear no man on the motherfucking planet, hit me one. Cause I've been to the mountain top y'all, And I have been seeing through the eyes of a real nigga. Yo, what you think about the real niggas 187? Yo, they make some of the coolest shit I had never heard, Yo, when we came, G, I almost gave it up, To the ruthless motherfucking gangstas. Fear no man Because you're shit man yourself, Time to put the world at yourself man. Me not seeing bobba-clot mobbing to see a pussy-clot run, Bob-bob-bob-bob-bob, keep Babylon on the run, see [Ren] The real niggas is back, cause there's to many bullshit records out, Niggas beat it for what we put out. But you don't have to wait no longer, Because the new album is out and the shit is much stronger. So many groups made three albums or more, And their weak-ass shit is still sitting in the record-store. They wonder why it never sold, Niggas rapping since the seventies and still never went gold. Our first record sold two million copies, That's because you other motherfuckers are sloppy. You came out the streets and crossed over, And after that your career is fucking over. Because after that you're not around, So shut the fuck up, and witness the sound of some real niggaz. [Eazy] Yeah, motherfucker. Keeping all you busters on the run in ninety-one, kick that shit Ren. [Ren] Most niggas can't understand, And never will if they ain't part of the ruthless Mafia-clan. Niggas is dedicated to the streets, With hyped fucking lyrics and a dope ass beat. The songs will never come soft, because I come off, So don't get in my way or motherfucker you'll be cut off. And it's something you can move your lips to, To wrap around my dick and suck if it fits you. And let me now if you want to ride the D-I-see-K, All day that's with no play. Cause ain't no rap group out, that I know, That makes me want to listen to the radio. All I hear is motherfuckers trying to make a comeback with love songs, And that shit is whack. And that's why your ass ain't around, Cause you don't have the motherfucking sound of a real nigga. |
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I'm a muthafuking nigga wit an attitude(4x) (Dr Dre) I got a case of spitting in a muthafukers face So me and my ace we got a taste Of a muthafukers billy club he took his gun and Put it to my head and said nigga start running So tell me what's the next episode Is he crazy, does he want to chase me and waste me I thought run nigga run but I caught myself Because my secondary thought was death i get hit hard real but still muthafuker said I want another black muthafuker dead Niggaz ain't good for shit for me 'Cause this is a race fo second class So get your ass up against the wall Bitch And then he tried They jumped me but the punk became a victim of a walkby Fuking wit Dre, you can't afford to be an asshole It's just another way to let you know Niggaz send them,niggaz send them, niggaz send them Punk can't fuk wit me Real muthafuking G (Got that) Straight from the streets of the CPT Telling you why real niggaz don't die (Chorus) I just want to celebrate (2X) (MC Ren) Real niggaz don't die 'cause they eventually multiply The niggaz are wit it but taking out on I Because the times are so wrong, got to stay so strong Niggaz got to keep going on and on And don't let no pail face, they throw your ass in a cell race Have you resident suck a pie in a jail space That's what they want to do 'cause the system is fuked around I try to let you know what the record it's underground They don't give a fuk about a nigga They would rather pull the trigger And have you running from barrels smiling saying geez So nigga get smart and rebel back I'm not wit that black just so I'm not gonna nail that All I see is niggaz getting harrass We can't do nothing about it but get a foot in they ass Yo, but a very nigga grabbed a nine And started shooting muthafukers, it would put them in line And that's how it's suppose to be When the pussy ass niggas try to fuk wit me Yo because the shoes let the dry To kill a nigga cause nigga a muthafuking real nigga don't die Chorus I'm a muthafuking nigga wit an attitude (Eazy-E) Oh let the good die young, so they make me young and bad Putting ass kickings on the niggaz that never had So I guess that makes me tough shit Straight up gangsta, bum nigga to fuk wit So how can a nigga die when he's causing the bloodshed By shooting muthafukas in the head Trying to make a nigga extinct because they fear me But never want to hear me So I'm a let 'em know how a nigga's living Checking for muthafukas cause nobody ain't giving a damn thing To a nigga, a real nigga So I'm living by the muthafuking trigger Cause a nigga ain't afraid of being locked up I'm out of luck, so why should I give a fuk But they still want to try To kill a nigga like me but muthafuking real niggaz don't die Chorus |
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Why do I call myself a nigger, you ask me?
Well it's because motherfuckers want to blast me And run me outta my neighborhood They label me as a dope dealer Yo! and say that I'm no good But I can't find jobs so niggers wouldn't have to go out Gave up some dope on the corner so they could show out When the cops came, they gave a fake name Because the life in the streets is just a head game So therefore, to make more A fifteen year old black kid will go and rob a liquor store And get shot in the process He ate up a nine bullet and now he's put to rest Why do I call myself a nigger, you ask me? I guess it's the way shit has to be Back when I was young getting a job was murder Fuck flipping burgers Cause a deserve a nine-to-five I can be proud of That I can speak loud of And to help a nigger get out of Yo! the concrete playground But most motherfuckers only want you to stay down But I'm a smart motherfucker you see One of the best producers in the rap music industry Getting paid like a mother fucker A young brother who don't give a fuck about another Why do I call myself a nigger, you ask me? Because police always want to harass me Every time that I'm rolling They swear up and down that the car was stolen Make me get faced down in the street They throw the shit out my car on the concrete In front of a residence A million white motherfuckers on my back like I shot the President Why do I call myself a nigger, you ask me? Because my mouth is so mother fucking nasty Bitch this, bitch that Nigger this, nigger that In the mean while my pockets are getting fat Getting paid to say this shit here Making more in a week than a doctor makes in a year So, why not call myself a nigger? It's better than pulling the trigger and going up the river And don't I get called a nigger anyway? Booked as a motherfucker and locked away So, so, cut out all that bullshit Yo! I guess I'll be a nigga for life (Niggers, crack-heads, thieves If there's a hell below, we're all gonna go) Nigger, Nigger, Nigger, Nigger, Nigger, Nigger, please I'm treated like a fucking disease You say "Why can I call myself a nigger so quick?" Cause I can reach in my draws and pull out a bigger dick Yo! niggers say nigger we cool But, cracker say nigger not to fuck up But I got to be a fast nigger Not to be the last nigger Or I have to beat your ass, nigger In the city you see action first Then hear about it later In a verse I curse Because I'm real with this to keep my shit straight bumpin' Murder created by the streets of Compton I get it from the underground poet I live it, I see it, and I write it Because I know it And if you think I'm fucking your wife Your motherfucking right Yo! Because I'm a nigger for life Nigger, this Nigger, that The actual fact is that I'm black And bound to attract The attention of another I mean the other But I'm a motherfucker that'll have them running for cover You see, I don't give a fuck about nothing Except getting paid, getting bitches, and issuing stitches Which is all needed to read it and find a rhyme And then it's time to say The nigger's here to stay But what about the fake niggers, the house niggers To get paid quick they gotta suck a fat dick But NWA is outta your motherfucking range We ain't gonna change a motherfucking thing I call myself a nigger cause my skin won't whiten I call myself a nigger cause the shit that I'm writin' Hypes me, hypes other motherfuckers around me And that's the reason why they want to surround me And ask me, why do I call myself a nigger-o Ain't none of their fuckin' business cause I'll let the trigger go So get out of my presence, and get out of my sight Cause MC Ren is a nigger for life You're a nigger 'til you die If you're a poor nigger, then you're a poor nigger If you're a rich nigger, you're a rich nigger But you never stop being a nigger And if you get to be educated, you's an educated nigger [Repeats] It's plain to see, you can't change me Cause I'm a be a nigger for life |
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I got a taste for waste and a taste and a blood
Murder, I heard her when she screamed the drop 'Coz her son caught the slug Relate this to no choice And listen to this straight-up man before they ban the voice While I rhyme to the rhythm of a pop Remember, the first brother to run is the first to get shot Whoever said that what I say and portray is negativity Need to come kick it in the city with me And find the black and crack the fact They take that back because they really can't deal with that There's too many brothers that's tryin' to calm If other people could get it, nobody wouldn't deal with it Appetite for destruction But before he decide to quit, he gotta commit Murder in the first degree, a manslaughter Takin' a life of his wife and young daughter A whole city of women that be smokin' up And the brothers is killin', it's straight loc-in' up Whoever say what I'm sayin's for greed The 9, even what they tryin' to feed, my appetite for destruction You guys know who I'm talkin' to Say what? The appetite is tremendous, so I'm gonna spin this [Incomprehensible] because they ask me to end this Some trouble that I caught 'coz I was nosy Some brother tried to take advantage because of the kamikaze He took a swing from my hand, thought I was faded Start runnin' for the door but it seems he never made it The sound of the 9 went *** And I don't care [Incomprehensible] 'coz it ain't no thing 'Coz I'm a brother you can't sleep on So set the alarm because I hit and destroy like a bomb I do damage with a 9 in my hand But the average sucker that don't know me, don't understand I'm from the streets, so therefore You know I don't care for A brother that ain't down with the real, real, real, real, yo And that's the way to track out a flow, ain't even sober At any time that the 9 wanna leave I got a 38 hidden up the sleeve And it's ready to go to war 'coz that's what it's here for I shoot down a million suckers and shoot one more And that's the million and one, they couldn't hang with the appetite 'Coz they wasn't rappin' right So I had to destroy whoever was standin' in my presence For interferin' with the essence, appetite for destruction Cops put a hurt on your *** man, you know They really degrade you, I suppose you don't believe s*** They don't believe in cops degrade you Oh come on, those *** those people was resistin' arrest Check it out, yo, in the house, yo So I can show and flow and let the people know So won't you ease on down to the Yellow Brick Road to Compton? But first let me show you somethin' I possess the 10 commandments of the hip hop brother Known as the thief and murderer First one, all abide brother with the attitude Gotta give respect 'coz you know I'll break your neck Second one, always gotta do it outta wedlock I like it when it goes snack, crackle and pop Number three, I'm a gangsta fanatic I smoke any fools tryin' to cause some static Number four, here's what's in store A crazy young brother that remains hard core Fifth one, my killin's just begun I pulled out my gun, now that'll keep me on the run Step six, hmm, it's kinda tricky Can't forget that I'm one they call 'Quick' To the ones who tries to play the E By the time you reach 'Seven', you'll be 6 feet deep Number eight, make no mistake Move real slicky and you're bound to catch your prey Ninth one, I gotta be raw Get any brain once your man made law Last but not least, I must be real Number ten is my appetite to kill |
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Don't drink that wine, coke would be better
it's easy to find If that won't do smoke a joint or two but don't drink that wine, woooaahhh that wine. |
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| 4:24 |
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Ninety ninety mothafuckin' 1 NWA's back in this mothafuckin' yo Takin' out all you commercicalized ass niggaz And we're on this lay back track And we're doin' this well kinda smooth So what's you're gonna do Dre, Kick it! It's so on le the shit flow on Because I need somethin' to go off on The mothafuckin' D-R-E servin' a death wish So I'm a hit you like this Early in the morning hop into the B-enz I got 44 wayz of gettin' paid Sittin' in my lap as I roll off the Compton blocks To skoop up Ren I heard shots - 1 2 3, Then I see the nigga Hop in de Benz and it was Ren on the mothafuckin' trigger He got in the Benz and said "Dre I was speakin' to de bitch O'shey" [Ice Cube] And as we roll on I seen the patrol on crip So we got ghost because they beat Me and Ren in de black CE, yo, Poppin' some funky shit by de D.O.C I gotta get paid, paid in a hurry see I gotta have it if I'm not paid fully I start takin', makin' sure my shit is steady bumpin' A nigga'z ALWAYZ INTO SOMETHIN' I hear a dope beat Somebody told me to buck dead But if Dre did'nt do it I can't fuck with it NWA is like a mix a fix a trix Real niggaz with big dicks You're takin' a chance when you think that Talkin' under your breath won't lead to young death Fuckin' up shit and shit by the killin' For a nigga labled as bein' - A mothafuckin' Villain But you don't know me, a record can't tell ya I was so afraid I'd be a mothafuckin' faliure Real niggaz got a hat-top breakin' I hooked up with 3 more niggaz and started makin' - Funky-ass shit for your system Might sound nice so it makes you wanna listen to a Sample of a ruthless organization But you don't want the conferntation Real niggaz don't play - Yella, Eazy, Me and the nigga nigga Dre Yo, alwayz makin' sure that my shit is steady bumpin' Yeah, the world's most dangerous group Definetly in this mothafucka Sendin' a shout-out to all the niggaz out there Yo you can get in the pick up and suck de dick up 'till you hick-up You know what I'm sayin' Yo, cuz I'm a nigga for life And I realy don't give a fuck I'm goin' for mine - Every time I see a fuckin' softy - Punk strong as coffee A nigga like that best to back up off me Yo, cuz these are the dayz and the times of de real nigga False niggaz, NWA'z toss' niggaz And that's on de real Cuz I'm a nigga that killz Again and again so tell 'em what's up Ren If i'm not no nothin' I don't feel like So I grab de 9 n' de clip and go to murder mothafuckaz at night Because I'm startin' to feel I'm sittin' in a cell with a crimerz too tragic it could'nt make bail So now they gotta hold me And listen to rehabilizations over and over Sayin' they told me But I don't give a fuck cuz I know my shit is pumpin' A nigga'z ALWAYZ INTO SOMETHIN' |
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| 4:27 |
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Ren: Prisoner, like a hostage yo, You should've covered your motherfucking head like an ostrich. Deep in the dirt cause you'se a sucker, And your ass up high so I can kick the motherfucker. Don't try to hang, you best avoid, Cause my foot'll be so far up your ass you'll get hemorrhoids. Before you try to fuck with Ren, I'll put two in your ass, and you'll be shitting in size ten. Dre: First come, first serve, Who else got the nerves, step up and give what you deserve. From the word of a motherfucking hip-hop maniac, Braniac, so what you oughta do is step the fuck back. Now how the fuck you think a rapper lasts, With your ass ain't shit, that is said in the past. Yo, be original, your shit is sloppy, Get off the dick, you motherfucking call-the-coppy. Ren: Falling deep in the drums, with many of styles, That's one of the reasons a nigga ran a hundred miles. Cheating and out, beating the crowd, I kept seating, But weak motherfuckers biting off, and they kept eating. Styles they got are full of bull, cause their vocals are local, In nightclubs, and not getting paid in full. They got the nerve to cuss, only reason niggaz picking your record is cause they thought is was us. Dre: Yo, give 'em what I gotta give, do 'em what I gotto do, You don't care for me, so who gives a fuck about you. You can't harm me, alarm me, Cause we're the generals in this fucking hip-hop army. The Niggaz With Attitudes if you didn't know, We blow, flow, and didn't move slow from the get-go. Yo, time for some taking, Yo fuck this shit, Yella kick the break in. (Aaaah!) It's the real thing, you are now (real, real) niggaz! niggaz! Ren: You can run, but you can't hide, you know I'ma find ya, Cause a nigga like Ren's only two steps behind ya. Don't look back because you're shaking and all scared, A nigga in black can be your scariest nightmare. So sleep with the lights on, forget that the mic's on, Don't step on the motherfucking stage with our nights on. Don't see a psycho, and then you just might go, Mentally fucked up when I let the rifle blow. Dre: All these niggaz with the gibber-jabber, But couldn't kill a fly with a motherfucking sledgehammer. Gangsters in black are out there, But only because, yo, it's the shit that we wear. On my motherfucking dick, But I'ma love it when you drop like a motherfucking brick. So yo, step up, go to bed, cause if you're misled, You'll get a motherfucking bullet in your forehead. Eazy (Ren): Black, the good, the bad, the ugly, see, I love streetwise, nigga you know me. Rolling with some real niggaz, playing for keeps, But you motherfuckers know who run the streets. With that hardcore, hip-hop, rap-shit, (Now how much harder can another nigga get). Trying to be like us, sound like us, drift like us, (Ashes to ashes and dust to dust). So nigga, nigga, nigga, nigga, nigga, nigga, please, Since you're on the dick why don't you drop to your knees. Cause I'm a motherfucker that's out to kill, Eazy E, a nigga that's real. Ren: Real niggaz, straight off the streets of Compton. Quick to getting your shit without a second thought. And if your ass gets smoked, it's my bullet you caught. So if you're talking shit about the niggaz in black, Bow down to the kings, and raid a half. They're played out, that's what niggaz were chatting, One nigga left, and they said we ain't having it. People thought we was finished and done with, But if you think about it, yo, we really ain't done shit. Catch, so cover your ears, and wipe off your tears, And quit sniffing all over my dick for new ideas. And when the new record comes, don't come like a fucking bum, Asking for fucking money to buy you a fucking crumb. You're on the dick so far, niggaz not one, And when it comes to dicks, you don't even have one. So braze yourself, to make sure you don't get fucked up, Cause if I let you slide, it's just cause you're locked up. Don't come up my face again, because I'ma floor ya, And if you're a bitch, I'ma fucking ignore ya. Because my attitude's a little bigger, Cause MC Ren is one of the real niggaz. Dre: Lost in the motherfucking world of madness, sadness, But Dre is just a nigga that's glad it's sucker motherfuckers like you making whack jams, because it only you shows you how dope I am. Never try to ignore us, When I'm expressing, stand still like you're full of riggermortis. Cause I'm a real nigga, but I guess you figure, You could break me, take me, but watch me pull the trigger. Dre is just a nigga with heart, a nigga that's smart, A nigga that's paid to say what others are scared to play. We started out with too much cargo, So I'm glad we got rid of Benedict Arto. Yo, N.W.A., criticized for what we say, But I'ma do this shit anyway. Cause I'm the motherfucking doctor, never faking, Yo Yella, kick the motherfucking break in. (Aaaah!) It's the real thing, you are now (real, real) niggaz! niggaz! (Aaaah!) Yeah motherfucker, it's the real thing, you are now (real, real) niggaz! niggaz! Ren: N.W.A., straight outta motherfucking Compton, Taking over shit in all of the nineteen-nineties, Yo, Dr. Dre, DJ Yella, Eazy E, and I am MC Ren, yo, N.W.A. taking over this motherfucker y'all... |
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The world's most dangerous group
Once again beatin' on your motherfucking ear drumbs Doin' much damage for all you slutty ass ho's Yo, there was a bitch I knew on the avenue She was gettin' G oh for a nut or two yo I think her name was Clara And she was guaranteed to give a motherfucker whatever he needs To be perfectly honest she was a hooker So I took her, a 100 yards, to the blvd I told her "I'll take care o' you, you take care o' me" You've gott a P I M P and all I want is the money She went to work and the niggas were fiendin' yo She had the biggest ass that you ever seen In fact she was like Medusa Her tities fully grown A look and your dick turns to stone yeah Keepin' on mind that she was the kind that would find the time to get mine Because she knows I'm not to be fucked with She ain't crazy Fuckin' with Dre should be pushin' up daisies She was the perfect ho' but what do you know The bitch tried to gag me So, I had to kill her Yeah, straight hittin' Now listen up and lemme tell you how I did it Yo, I tied her to the bed I was thinking the worst but yo I had to let my niggas fuck her first yeah Loaded up the 44 yo Then I straight smoked the ho' 'Cause I'm a real nigga, but I guess you figure I was soft and she thank me Coughed to the boss and got tossed One less bitch you gotta worry about She's outta here and that's how it turns out Now Vikky Vikky Vikky, she's very tricky She put her hicky on top of my dick Sick Betsy, she told me she loved me And she wanted to keep me If only she can have the dick with me I said I wanted but baby you gotta hold up If I was happy with something that I could fold up We can do this, she said her husband was rich Then I knew I had the bitch Yo She wrote a check name me a check In the name of a bitch who was strugglin' at the same game All I wanted to do was get P-A-I-D Just a little somethin' for fuckin' me Yo Everything was cool but Vikky concerned me Her husband was the District Auterny So, before he found out he was crossed up 'Bout his bitch I was fuckin' I had to tossed her And put you slick, some nigga never forget A dead bitch can't tell a nigga shit One less bitch you gotta worry about She's outta here and that's how it turned out One less, One less, One less bitch you gotta worry about! (Muthafuckin' right!) One less, One less, One less bitch you gotta worry about! Thinkin' about money, and lookin' at a prostitute The bitch was cute, so now I had to execute And shoot game like a real nigga With a still trigga Convince her to move up to somethin' bigga I think I had a flashback though 'Cause I said "fuck it" Loped and Choked and Smoked to the ho' like this : "Bitch, it's all about Dre The money money money and this all I gotta say" Of course she came with me And remained with me 'Till the bitch felt lamed and ashamed to be Workin' that trick shit 'Cause niggas knew that she was someone A little later though she called 1 In the chest and I knew that it was commin' By who and how the all act would be done? So what? One less bitch you gotta worry about But that ain't how it turned out Yo, there was a bitch named her out and shot her Straight to the motherfucking trigger and said "I got her!" But I had better plans to give her the blues Like dumpin' her in the river with sea net shoes I knew my money was comin' up sho' And the thought that the stupid bitch thought she'd never get cought Came home early and straight bust her ass On the couch with the other nigga countin' my cash I should've known she was like the mother ho's I told the 2 motherfuckers to take off their clothes Butt naked nothin' left but the shoes I had up a 9 so they couldn't refuse I shot the nigga he was outa there And tied the bitch to the Muthafuckin' chair Now there's one less bitch I gotta worry about Everybody out, that's how it turns out One less, One less, One less bitch you gotta worry about! One less, One less, One less bitch you gotta worry about! [Easy E] In reality A fool is one who believes that all women are ladies A nigga is one who believes that all ladies are bitches, And all bitches are created equal. To me, all bitches are the same, Money hungry scandlist groopy ho's that's always riding on a nigga's dick. Always in a nigga's pocket and when the nigga runs out of money The bitch is gone in the wind. To me All bitches ain't shit! One less, One less, One less bitch you gotta worry about! One less, One less, One less bitch you gotta worry about! |
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Yo Dre man, I take this bitch out to the movies
An' shit man we're kissin', an' grindin', an' shit So we hop in the back seat, you know man This bitch rubbin' all over my dick and frontin' Like she's gonna give me the pussy Man, and the bitch said 3 words, man 'Stop, no and don't' I said, "Bitch" You don't have to front on me dear So why don't you just give that pussy here? If you'd be good to me, oh, I'll be good to you And we'll both ride home in my automobile All that I want is a little puss' All that I want is just a little head If you'd be good to me, oh, I'll be good to you An' we'll both ride home in my automobile You don't have to front on me bitch Don't be afraid, it's only a dick Give up the pussy soon, all I want is a little room Oh, get your groopy ass up my hotel room Oh, get your groopy ass up my hotel room All I want is the pussy, all I want is the pussy All I want is the pussy, all I want is the pussy If you'd be good to me, oh, I'll be good to you And we'll both ride home in my automobile We'll both ride home in my automobile |
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Lesson 2 : Gently place the balls into the mouth and ..
HAMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM.. get it all baby .. get it all baby .. get it all baby .. "what you want me to do with it?" don't matter just don't bite it she swallowed it .. suck this dick for daddy she swallowed it .. usin' that lips she swallowed it .. it's the world's biggest dick "what do you want me to do with it?" don't matter just don't bite it Slow is the tempo Now talkin' but an info So peep it up here goes the info This is the bitches and the ho's crew She get it as much we make bets on who's the ho's we'd love to go through And for the shit that she does give her a drum role Because the dumb bitch licks out the asshole And a list of videotaper And if you got a gang of niggaz, the bitch would let you rape her She likes suckin' on dicks, and lickin' up nutz And they even take de broomstick at the butt Just to say that she did it with a rapper But the pussy was more fishy than red snapper "But how many licks would it take" She ax's "To make MC Ren start gooshin' up vanilla shake" She took her tongue out her mouth, put it on top Like a cherry, started movin' it like a snake and it was very Irresistable I could'nt pay the bitch to quit 'cause the ho' was doin' some ole' crazy shit That made me start havin' a fit' 'cause the bitch sucks de hellified dick .. [suck this dick] "It's the world's biggest dick" Don't matter just don't bite it "It's the world's biggest dick" Don't matter just don't bite it "What do you want me to do with it?" Don't matter just don't bite it She swallowed it .. Get it all baby! Now one night night I was at a drive-in And a car full of niggaz straight drove in I thought they wuz commin' to start trouble but no Five niggaz in the back it was de neighborhood ho' Now what do you expect they're gonna dogg her like a doggy Thirty minutes later and the windowz are all foggy And I'm off in my car havin' a fit' 'cause de bitch that I'm with Sayz no fuckin' on the 1st date shit Now I'm like - Damn! I wish I was in the bucket To be with 6 niggaz with the ho' and I can fuck it So I told de ho' I was with that I'm goin' to de snack bar - And got de fuck out de car. Went to the bucket and I looked through the window It was some niggaz that I knew they let me in yo And my turn was like next I could'nt see a face, all I saw was de pussy and the chest I wanted to see the face, I felt the order Peep over the seat - OH SHIT! it's the preacher's doughter! And she's only 14 and a ho' But the bitch sucks dick like a specialized pro She looked at me, I was surprised But was it passin' up the chance of my dick gettin' backtide I told the bitch to do it quick : "You little ho' hurry up and suck my dick!" "It's the world's biggest dick" Don't matter just don't bite it "It's the world's biggest dick" Don't matter just don't bite it "What do you want me to do with it?" Don't matter just don't bite it She swallowed it .. Get it all baby! Now I'm a break it down with a fact - Since the last "Just don't bite it" girls don't know how to act Sayin' that they never would suck a dick But when they've tried it they could'nt quit 'cause not even bustin' the bitches today they love the shit And those are the main one's that say they don't do it But MC Ren knowz the bitches are used to it So fellows, next time they try to tell a lie That they never suck a dick punch the bitch in the eye And then the ho' will fall to the ground Then you'll open up her mouth - Put your dick in and move the shit around And she'll catch on and start doin' it on de raw Actin' like she's tryin' to suck a meet off a chicken bone And then she won't let go Because bitches suck nutt out of a dick just like dreino Get the last drop, unclog in de back Then the stupid bitch is at that with the same shit de next night Because she just can't quit 'cause she's addicted, addicted, addicted, addicted she's addicted, addicted, she's addicted to suck a good dick "It's the world's biggest dick" Don't matter just don't bite it "It's the world's biggest dick" Don't matter just don't bite it "What do you want me to do with it?" Don't matter just don't bite it She swallowed it .. Get it all baby! "It's the world's biggest dick" Don't matter just don't bite it "It's the world's biggest dick" Don't matter just don't bite it "What do you want me to do with it?" Don't matter just don't bite it She swallowed it .. Get it all baby! |
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[Eazy]
What you want is an unexpected approach, That may delay a suspects awareness of your presence, Until you have a chance to assist the situation you are confronted. Approach to danger, don't move; It's hard to predict what will happen next. (Oh shit, he has a gun!) drop the gun You could've prevented a tragedy. [Ren] You can approach, but the danger-light is blinking, A self-destruct button is activated when I'm thinking. This is a tribulation, the weakened judge, The prophecy was fulfilled cause I never budge. I took up the tools, crucifixion was the extreme, They're seeing doubles of me, but it wasn't a dream. One vision was of life, the other was death, Then I didn't give a fuck if death took your last breath. So you burn in my pit that I call hell, Where you got send because your shit don't sell. My twenty-twenty was blurry from the smoke, Of the niggaz that I burned and tormented but I didn't choke. I started doing 'em, I kept on doing 'em, Do 'em for shoot 'em up till that nigga Ren was booing 'em. And my presence to the suckers was of a stranger, But fuck it, they can approach to the danger. [Eazy] If you can be seen, you can be hit. If you can be hit, you can be killed. (He's on the line! Shoot him!) [Dre] Fatal approach to danger, just to remain a strangler, Outrun, the shot of a gun with a ganger. Murder in the first degree, but it's worse to be, A dead motherfucker or a nigga in custody. With everybody thinking of death I kept working, To be one of the last niggas left. So many people looking for hope, they're broke, Without checking the fingerprints on the motherfuckers' throat. A heart of steal can reveal the real nigga in me, So figuring to see the D-E-A-D Bodies like a nigga's straight walking in a cemetery, So it's very necessary to carry ammunition for niggas wishing, But they better take caution, before Dre goes off, And starts killing motherfuckers, Just in order to change the anger for the real nigga, When I approach to danger Approach the motherfucking danger, Come back to hell and send me some time (this is it y'all) [Eazy] Final approach to danger, death, destruction around every corner, Another dead body and you want to keep running. But even the rain turns black, All you can do is stay alert to try to say out of the search-light. No prison, nobody makes bail, Everybody gotta go but see, it ain't no jail. Think about death, taking your last breath, Heart beating like a motherfucker like there ain't no time left. For so many ways to stay up, I gotta get mine, Even though they want to make a crime. Yo, I'm being real, a better or latter in the beginning, Because it will release the fucking police. Fuck 'em, I approach to danger, Cause I don't give a fuck if somebody gotta get fucked up. So you might as well kiss your ass goodbye, Cause in the long run (we'll all die) |
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Oi motherf**ker,
Get yo' motherf**kin' hands off me motherfukin' police officer, Ei you bullshit, F**k that shit man, I'm tired of you motherf**kers getin us always getin bust on, motherf**ker, shit. Always tweakin man. Just get in the motherf**kin' cell and shut the f**k up. Shit man, I'm tired of you motherf**kers always f**kin with me all the time man, I'm tired of this shit man. I'm gonna call my bitch, she gonna come get me up out this motherf**ker, ei, what you smiling at in the corner nigger? Shut up and pass me a cigarette foo'. Man i'm tellin' you my bitch gona come get me up outta here. (Phone Ring) Hello? Hello. Leroy? Bitch this ain't no motherf**kin' Leroy, ei i'm in motherf**kin' jail, you better come get me up outta here, it's me baby wassup!? First of all I ain't yo' bitch, Second of all I ain't commin' to get you out of (ahh f**k that ) motherf**kin' nowhere, motherf**ker. F**k you. F**k you! F**k you. Ai, to ai, you betta come pick me up from this motherf**ker, thas all I know. Ei ei what you talkin' bout phone check nigger, you betta wait your turn foo'. Ei come get me up outta here baby, thas all real. Ei, if you don't I just get my other bitch to come get me, f**k it, I just drop you, f**k it. ->Music Yo' wassup niggers and niggettes. If you ever have a problem like this don't call that broke ass nigger you got, and don't call that sorry bitch that don't give a f**k about you anyways. What you need to do is call 1-900-2-Compton (well all right!). 1-900-2-Compton, thats 1-900-2-Compton. This show was sponsered by the niggers that don't give a f**k. |
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What we gonna do right here is go back
Now this is some shit that's from, 'The Dayz of Wayback' When niggas in Compton first started to jack When the bitches wouldn't give you no pussy if you wasn't sellin' drug So many bitches in my neighborhood got mugged They always loved that shit, they want a nigga that's sellin' Ks But nowadays they workin' at Mickey D's But in 'The Dayz of Wayback' I couldn't be laid-back Because I needed ends and I made that I get the nine from my nigga that he lend me and Start robbin' muthafuckas just like cowboys and Indians Anything it took to get paid A nigga like Ren already had the plane made And I was in it to win it and not to lose And shit, it start blowin' up, once I lit the fuse And police couldn't touch me because I was payin 'em But not with no money, yo, I was frayin' 'em And never get caught because nobody is snitch But one hoe did, so Ren had to shoot the bitch Now she's in a coffin and my life is better off and 'Cuz everybody knows who's the bossin' That black nigga that they call Ren You fuck with me, you gotta fuck with a Mac-10 So listen to me as I reminisce, 'The Dayz of Wayback' So check it out y'all It was once a time in, 'The Dayz of Wayback' When niggas was gettin' jacked In fact it was one I used to pass through up And kickin' ass through up Muthafuckin' Compton Massacre Now let me tell you a little something about Compton When I was a kid and puttin' my bid in Yo, Compton was like still water just strictly calm Now it's like muthafuckin' Vietnam Everybody killin', tryin' to make a killin' Niggas stealin', muthafuckas willin' to dealin' With so many ways to come up The average nigga didn't give a fuck About another muthafucka in this game and Claimin' what he claimin', livin' like he livin', killin' after killin' Murder was a dirty job, to rob a dead man Was the best plan 'cuz a dead man never ran But now your best friend is your worst friend Greed, cash the fee, make a me more some of what you holdin' So now your shit is stolen and you and your niggas start rollin' Yo, to get your shit back ain't a word of Muff, it's more murder, more murder, more murder They wanna make you think that it's a crack thang Or a black thang Or some niggas in a muthafuckin' gang But guns and money, they go together like the Ku Klux Klan A nigga brung up and strung up Why do I call myself a nigga, you ask me? Rememberin' the days that's past me Yo, never givin' niggas a chance to rest The ghetto is like a fuckin' survival test And number one way for you to pass Yo, get treated like a king and they'll crown your ass They never in the wrong though, so I made a song so Muthafuckas had know If, yo, livin' situations make you wanna get a gat That's 'cuz you livin' in, 'The Dayz of Wayback' |
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And why do we call ourself 'Niggaz 4 Life'. 'Cause if we die we still gon' be some dead niggas. ""You don't really think you're gonna get away, do you?"" ""We haven't spotted them yet."" ""But they're somewhere in the immediate vicinity."" [MC Ren] A 100 Miles and Runnin'. MC Ren, I hold the gun and You want me to kill a mutherfucker and it's done in. Since I'm stereotyped to kill and destruct - Is one of the main reasons I don't give a fuck. Chances are usually not good 'Cause I freeze with my hands on a hot hood. And gettin' jacked by the you-know-who. When in a black and white the capacity is two. We're not alone, we're three more brothers, I mean street-brothers. Now wearin' my dyes, 'cause I'm not stupid, mutherfuckers. They're out to take our heads for what we said in the past. Point blank - They can kizz my black azz. I didn't stutter when I said ""Fuck Tha Police"". 'Cause it's hard for a nigga to get peace. Now it's broken and can't be fixed. 'Cause police and little black niggers don't mix so Now I'm creepin' through the fall. Runnin' like a team. Well, see, I might have slayed y'all. So for now pack the gun and Hold it in the air. 'Cause MC Ren has a 100 Miles of Runnin'... ""Into this news. Four fugitives are on the run."" ""FBI sources tell us that the four are headed"" ""100 miles to their homebase, Compton."" [Eazy E] Lend me a mutherfuckin' ear. So I can tell you why... [Dr. Dre] Runnin' with my brothers, headed for the homebase. With a steady pace on the face that just we raced. The road ahead goes on and on. The shit is gettin' longer than the mutherfuckin' marathon. Runnin' on but never runnin' out. Stayin' wired and if I get tired, I can still try out. Hitchhikin' if that's what it gotta do. But nobody's pickin' up a Nigga Witta Attitude. Confused... Yo, but Dre's a nigga with nuthin' to lose. One of the few who's been accused and abused Of the crime of poisonin' young minds. But you don't know shit til you been in my shoes. And Dre is back from the C-P-T. Droppin' some shit that's D-O-P-E. So fuck the P-O-L-I-C-E! And any mutherfucker that disagrees. Stuck and runnin' hard, hauling ass. 'Cause I'm a nigga known for havin' a notorious past. My mind was slick - my temper was too quick. Now the FBI's all over my dick. [Eazy E] Got us tick and runnin' just to find the gun that started the clock. That's when the E jumped off the startin' block. A 100 Miles from home and ,yo, it's a long stretch. A little sprintin' mutherfucker that they won't catch. Yeah, back to Compton again. Yo, it's either that or the Federal pen. 'Cause niggas been runnin' since beginning of time. Takin' a minute to tell you what's on my mutherfuckin' mind. Runnin' like I just don't care. Compton's 50 miles but , yo, I'mma get there. Archin' my back and on a straight rough. Just like Carl Lewis I'm ballin' the fuck out. >From city to city I'm a menace as I pass by. Rippin' up shit just so you can remember I'm A straight up nigga that's done in, gunnin' and comin' Straight at yo ass. A 100 Miles and Runnin'... Interlude: This one goes out to the four brothers from Compton. You're almost there, but the FBI has a little message for you: ""Nowhere to run to, baby. Nowhere to hide."" Good luck brothers. [MC Ren] Runnin' like a nigga I hate to lose. Show me on the news but I hate to be abused. I know it was a set-up. So now I'm gonna get up. Even if the FBI wants me to shut up. But I've got 10 000 niggas strong. They got everybody singin' my ""Fuck Tha Police"" song. And while they treat my group like dirt, Their whole fuckin' family is wearin' our T-shirts. So I'mma run til I can't run no more. 'Cause it's time for MC Ren to settle the score. I got a urge to kick down doors. At my grave like a slave even if the Ren calls. [Dr. Dre] Clouds are dark and brothers are hidin'. Dick-tricklin' at the sunny mutherfucker's are ridin'. Started with five and, yo, one couldn't take it. So now there's four 'cause the fifth couldn't make it. The number's even - now I'm leavin'. We're never gettin' took by a bitch with a weave in. Her and the troops are right behind me. But they're so fuckin' stupid, they'll never find me. [Eazy E] One more mile to go through the dark streets. Runnin' like a mutherfucker on my own two feet. But you know I never stumble or lag last. I'm almost home so I better haul ass. Tearin' up everything in sight. It's a little crazy mutherfucker dodging the searchlight. Now that chase, the shit, is done and Four mutherfuckers goin' crazy with A 100 Miles of Runnin'! Outro: Stop! Stop! Stop! Stop! Surprise, niggas |
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Homeboy : godamn now lick my balls oh shit.
Bitch : You like that? Homeboy : Put 'em off Bitch : It's good? Homeboy : Ouch shit godamn bitch you bit' my damn shit I said suck the mothafucka you're bitin' it shit! Narrator : Has this ever happend to you? Does her teeth get in the way while she's sucking your dick? Does she know how to suck a dick? Well I had that same problem until my bitch went out and buy NWA's new book entitled "The art of sucking dick". Bitch : Lesson 1 - First you grab the dick, next you gently lick it up and down, then insert it into the mouth. Take it slow, don't rush it, and before you know it .. SPLASH! Eazy E : It goes one for the treble, two for the bass, She got nut all over her face Kick kick it ... Slow is the tempo, and Ren is gonna flow As I produce and illustrate you to a ho' Cought on the late night, Stampin' on the base-pipe She's a hype to get you on the late flight But back in school she was a cutie, yo Then after graduation started givin' up the booty In school, stuck her head in a feather Every time I asked her what's the time It was never ever what she would talk to the Ren I'm sayin' I wanted a date, she would'nt even be my friend But now in the 1990's, I'd be praying that the bitch don't find me Cuz she's got a gang o' kidz knuckle-heads and all dirty And she's givin' pimp by a nigga that's 30 I saw her hangin' in the alley Raggin' to her friends how she's ho'in' in de valley All by herself, doin' on the whole strole Commin' back home late night with the bankrob You know a bitch like that makes me sick, But I've heard that she sucks a good dick Chorus : It's the world's biggest dick Don't matter just don't bite it It's the world's biggest dick Don't matter just don't bite it "What do you want me to do with it?" Don't matter just don't bite it She swallowed it [yeaahh..] At a high school dance - Me and the niggaz bailed in I saw her sittin' with her friends, With the clan, So sexy, thought she was all that She would'nt even look it up because we wore the black hat She was a stuck-up bitch on the public floor But an instant prostitute behind closed doorz On the streets she's a late night feature Walkin' home from school saw her suckin' a nigga'z dick, another bleacher She saw me and she ran and tried to hide her face But a bitch full of nut could'nt escape in the chase A disgrace, If I ever ever saw her There was'nt a nigga on the block Late at night not gettin' done So she begged me not to tell a soul Then I said of course cuz my dick you it's harder than a telepole Then again it don't concern me Cuz there's a slight chance if I fuck she might burn me And then I might have to shoot de ho' I mean checkin' with de quickness just to let her know But to prevent from gettin' sick - I would just prefer to let her come and suck my dick Chorus : It's the world's biggest dick Don't matter just don't bite it It's the world's biggest dick Don't matter just don't bite it But does she suck a good dick? Don't matter just don't bite it She swallowed it [yeaahh..] Now I was at a club on a late late sunday Peepin' at the bitches 'till the next day monday Had a couple of drinks, so I was feeling good And suddenly I saw this bitch who lives in my neighborhood She went to church every week so now I locked her She was at the end of the bar gettin' fucked up Back at the house she was bitch n' be ignorin' And when she start to talk the ho' was kinda borin' Yo, but now I got to dawn, see Now she's dancin' on the floor with a skirt and no panties on Shakin' that ass like a salt shaker I already got my plans - Just while I'm a take her to a room But yo I mean a rest room And stick my dick in her mouth like a wet broom So I grabbed her hand and she's with it Oh and when she turned sobber should'nt have had admit it So while she's dropped I'd better get it quick And see for myself if she sucks a good dick .. Chorus : It's the world's biggest dick Don't matter just don't bite it It's the world's biggest dick Don't matter just don't bite it "What do you want me to do with it?" Don't matter just don't bite it Lick de big dick, baby, I wanna fuck this one It's the world's biggest dick Don't matter just don't bite it It's the world's biggest dick Don't matter just don't bite it But does she suck a good dick? Don't matter just don't bite it She swallowed it "So there you have it - a job well done, but for now let me get back to what I was doing" She swallowed it .. She swallowed it .. Get it all baby, suck this dick, suck this dick for daddy suck this diiiiiick oh, she swallowed it .. get it all, suck this dick for daddy .. Hey mothafuck, I want you to suck Dre's dick, Then I want you to suck Yella dick You already sucked Ren's dick .. YOU BOYZ ARE DISGUSTING! Just suck my dick bitch |
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I got a taste for waste and a taste and a blood
Murder, I heard her when she screamed the drop 'Coz her son caught the slug Relate this to no choice And listen to this straight-up man before they ban the voice While I rhyme to the rhythm of a pop Remember, the first brother to run is the first to get shot Whoever said that what I say and portray is negativity Need to come kick it in the city with me And find the black and crack the fact They take that back because they really can't deal with that There's too many brothers that's tryin' to calm If other people could get it, nobody wouldn't deal with it Appetite for destruction But before he decide to quit, he gotta commit Murder in the first degree, a manslaughter Takin' a life of his wife and young daughter A whole city of women that be smokin' up And the brothers is killin', it's straight loc-in' up Whoever say what I'm sayin's for greed The 9, even what they tryin' to feed, my appetite for destruction You guys know who I'm talkin' to Say what? The appetite is tremendous, so I'm gonna spin this [Incomprehensible] because they ask me to end this Some trouble that I caught 'coz I was nosy Some brother tried to take advantage because of the kamikaze He took a swing from my hand, thought I was faded Start runnin' for the door but it seems he never made it The sound of the 9 went *** And I don't care [Incomprehensible] 'coz it ain't no thing 'Coz I'm a brother you can't sleep on So set the alarm because I hit and destroy like a bomb I do damage with a 9 in my hand But the average sucker that don't know me, don't understand I'm from the streets, so therefore You know I don't care for A brother that ain't down with the real, real, real, real, yo And that's the way to track out a flow, ain't even sober At any time that the 9 wanna leave I got a 38 hidden up the sleeve And it's ready to go to war 'coz that's what it's here for I shoot down a million suckers and shoot one more And that's the million and one, they couldn't hang with the appetite 'Coz they wasn't rappin' right So I had to destroy whoever was standin' in my presence For interferin' with the essence, appetite for destruction Cops put a hurt on your *** man, you know They really degrade you, I suppose you don't believe s*** They don't believe in cops degrade you Oh come on, those *** those people was resistin' arrest Check it out, yo, in the house, yo So I can show and flow and let the people know So won't you ease on down to the Yellow Brick Road to Compton? But first let me show you somethin' I possess the 10 commandments of the hip hop brother Known as the thief and murderer First one, all abide brother with the attitude Gotta give respect 'coz you know I'll break your neck Second one, always gotta do it outta wedlock I like it when it goes snack, crackle and pop Number three, I'm a gangsta fanatic I smoke any fools tryin' to cause some static Number four, here's what's in store A crazy young brother that remains hard core Fifth one, my killin's just begun I pulled out my gun, now that'll keep me on the run Step six, hmm, it's kinda tricky Can't forget that I'm one they call 'Quick' To the ones who tries to play the E By the time you reach 'Seven', you'll be 6 feet deep Number eight, make no mistake Move real slicky and you're bound to catch your prey Ninth one, I gotta be raw Get any brain once your man made law Last but not least, I must be real Number ten is my appetite to kill |
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[Eazy]
What you want is an unexpected approach, That may delay a suspects awareness of your presence, Until you have a chance to assist the situation you are confronted. Approach to danger, don't move; It's hard to predict what will happen next. (Oh shit, he has a gun!) drop the gun You could've prevented a tragedy. [Ren] You can approach, but the danger-light is blinking, A self-destruct button is activated when I'm thinking. This is a tribulation, the weakened judge, The prophecy was fulfilled cause I never budge. I took up the tools, crucifixion was the extreme, They're seeing doubles of me, but it wasn't a dream. One vision was of life, the other was death, Then I didn't give a fuck if death took your last breath. So you burn in my pit that I call hell, Where you got send because your shit don't sell. My twenty-twenty was blurry from the smoke, Of the niggaz that I burned and tormented but I didn't choke. I started doing 'em, I kept on doing 'em, Do 'em for shoot 'em up till that nigga Ren was booing 'em. And my presence to the suckers was of a stranger, But fuck it, they can approach to the danger. [Eazy] If you can be seen, you can be hit. If you can be hit, you can be killed. (He's on the line! Shoot him!) [Dre] Fatal approach to danger, just to remain a strangler, Outrun, the shot of a gun with a ganger. Murder in the first degree, but it's worse to be, A dead motherfucker or a nigga in custody. With everybody thinking of death I kept working, To be one of the last niggas left. So many people looking for hope, they're broke, Without checking the fingerprints on the motherfuckers' throat. A heart of steal can reveal the real nigga in me, So figuring to see the D-E-A-D Bodies like a nigga's straight walking in a cemetery, So it's very necessary to carry ammunition for niggas wishing, But they better take caution, before Dre goes off, And starts killing motherfuckers, Just in order to change the anger for the real nigga, When I approach to danger Approach the motherfucking danger, Come back to hell and send me some time (this is it y'all) [Eazy] Final approach to danger, death, destruction around every corner, Another dead body and you want to keep running. But even the rain turns black, All you can do is stay alert to try to say out of the search-light. No prison, nobody makes bail, Everybody gotta go but see, it ain't no jail. Think about death, taking your last breath, Heart beating like a motherfucker like there ain't no time left. For so many ways to stay up, I gotta get mine, Even though they want to make a crime. Yo, I'm being real, a better or latter in the beginning, Because it will release the fucking police. Fuck 'em, I approach to danger, Cause I don't give a fuck if somebody gotta get fucked up. So you might as well kiss your ass goodbye, Cause in the long run (we'll all die) |
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