MC REN lyrics : "Bitch Made Nigga Killa"
Yeah, this album's dedicated to all you real ^!$$%z
But most of all it's dedicated to you (*##$ $$# ^!$$%z
Who is it? The (*##$ made ^!$$% killa
I'm swingin' on ^!$$%z ever time I feel 'um
'Cause ^!$$%z walkin' 'round with they're $$# out
So I'll be droppin' funky %#@! till they pass out
These (*##$ made ^!$$%z swingin' on the dick
Back the $#&@ up before I have a fit
I'm peelin' ^!$$%z caps, makin' gang of snaps
Be true to this %#@! with hard mother$#&@in' raps
187 (*##$ slappin' on the track
Makin' fools break theyself like as if it was a jack
Keep a big stick just incase I gotta swing
The heater is the mack, stashed at the shack
So while your rollin', date is in your force mobile
Just remember mother$#&@ers the %#@! caps I peel
^!$$%z just a piece of cheese for a hood rat
Falsin' for a hooker and I never understood that
'Cause it's the same old %#@! everyday and every night
'Cause ^!$$% Ren won't put it down if the %#@! ain't tight
So listen to the funk as I deal 'um
To a (*##$ made ^!$$%, i'm the (*##$ made ^!$$% killa
[CHORUS x2]
You know the color the villain's in black
(*##$ made ^!$$%z better watch they back
You know the color the villain's in black
Beatin' ^!$$%z $$# and it's like that
And I'm stalkin', walkin' in my khaki suit
Tryin' to see what ^!$$%z I'm a have to shoot
This ain't a bang-bang boogie like the new booty flow
New ^!$$%z tryin' to do the %#@! I did years ago
'Cause if it ain't rough it ain't E-mother$#&@in' nuff
You (*##$ made ^!$$%z, here to call you're bluff
Pull your ho card, like my ^!$$% cab said
Crack my big stick up against your damn head
Yeah, radio suckas never play me
But you can hear (*##$ made ^!$$%z on daily
Ren gonna have to put his foot down
Mother$#&@ers ain't gonna like how it's put down
So mic check one, whatever I don't give a damn
Me be ready to slam, when I hit the jam
So yell controversy when I bust a rhyme
No more irresitable (*##$ made ^!$$%z in '99
Black reign is coming, ^!$$%z it's bad weather
Whenever 187 and Ren get together
And listen to the funk as I deal a
Blow to these (*##$ made ^!$$%z, I'm the (*##$ made ^!$$% killa
[CHORUS]
Hypocrite ^!$$%z always runnin' they mouth
From the north, to the east, to the west, and south
'Cause the freaks come out at night
And all (*##$ made ^!$$%z be comin' 'cause you have no friends
So don't come around playin' double-O 7
'Cause your $$# might get caught in a two-eleven
^!$$%z don't call me 'less the video is poppin'
Only come around when my new %#@!'s droppin'
^!$$%z ain't nothin' but some hound dogs I betcha
You (*##$ made ^!$$%z didn't know I was the (*##$ catcher
I'll choke ya with a grip
Stranglin' mother$#&@ers not come correct, so don't slip
Real ^!$$%z don't die, so I'm still alive
$#&@in' up %#@! in '94 and '95
'Cause I'm livin' like a hustler
Busta, heard you was talkin' that %#@! so ya musta
Thought it wouldn't get back to me
^!$$%z ya shoulda thought a million times before you tried to do me
But listen to this funk as I deal a
Blow to you (*##$ made ^!$$%z, I'm the (*##$ made ^!$$% killa
You know the color, the villain's in black
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