[Intro: MC Ren]
Right about now, you're witnessin' the sounds
of MC mother$#&@in' Ren and mother$#&@in' Bigg Rocc


[Verse 1: MC Ren]
I be peepin' you ^!$$%z tellin' your (*##$ not to smile at the villain

she wants this dick, I must to quit
tell you mother$#&@ers like Johnny Cochran you ain't %#@!
you'se a studio and still don't fit

I been lookin' at ^!$$%z cheesin' and grinnin'
on M.T.V, B.E.T, no more cheese
So I..call my ^!$$% Rocc and get the %#@! done

$#&@ the police, we blase in the sun
make your (*##$ come, these hoes they all dumb
wake up the next morning they'll blame it on the run

but Villain gon' bring
some ghetto-Ass-%#@!, don't need the ^!$$% to sing
have your own mamma gyratin' on my ding-a-ling

you know how I do it, she swallowed it
rip right through it, so next time you open your mouth
make sure my mother$#&@in' dick sway the $#&@ out...


[Chorus x2: Bigg Rocc]
I hear ^!$$%z talkin' %#@! like bringin'

well I'ma bring it, if you ^!$$%z gon' sing it tonight
we gon' party, get high all night
get drunk, $#&@ hoes all through the night, ha


[Verse 2: Bigg Rocc]
I hear ^!$$%z talkin' %#@! like bringin'

well I'ma bring it if you ^!$$%z gon' sing it
then I'ma close your curtains, this is my show
up rises the .44, blast at your door

criminal minded, you have been blinded
West Coast, Compton, ^!$$%z we stay grinded
we hardheads, feds, most wanted killers

they came with a bare, tryin' to figure out ^!$$%z
the blocks with guns, the guns with tote
the bomb-Ass-(*##$es, the chronic and !@%!e

it's a bunch of rich ghetto negros
check out the gators on my mother$#&@in' toes
keep a lot for pocket, throw gangster party

don't invite the ^!$$%z you hated, they'll overrated
ugh, I'ma keep a $#&@in' bullet for the wasters
now we keep it cheap for my mother$#&@in' gangsters...


[Chorus x2: Bigg Rocc]
I hear ^!$$%z talkin' %#@! like bringin'

well I'ma bring it, if you ^!$$%z gon' sing it tonight
we gon' party, get high all night
get drunk, $#&@ hoes all through the night, ha


[Verse 3: Bigg Rocc]
It's a chosen world ^!$$% don't get mad

cause your (*##$ wanna hop her $$#, in my the back of my 'llac
and take her ride down memory lane, of that chronic and hypnotic
body lookin' so exotic

I gotta watch it before I hit it
sure up on all that #~!!@, puttin' on the show like a classic hoe
on the '91 headed west bound to the Penthouse

so I can beat that fat #~!!@ down...

[Verse 4: MC Ren]

yeah, one more time, we bout to rock this %#@!
Bigg Rocc and 'Ren hittin' tailspins
would you think about that, you (*##$

when your baby mamma suckin' my dick
I'm too sick with it
Compton finest, (*##$es behind us, what the $#&@ you're sayin'

we have your mamma frayin'
so bring it on, $#&@ the microphone
just give me like two zones

my black $$# is gone, ^!$$%...

[Chorus x4: Bigg Rocc]

I hear ^!$$%z talkin' %#@! like bringin'
well I'ma bring it, if you ^!$$%z gon' sing it tonight
we gon' party, get high all night
get drunk, $#&@ hoes all through the night, ha