(feat. Bigg Rocc, Chip Dirty)

[Intro:]

yeah yeah yeah, yeah yeah yeaaaah

[Verse 1: MC Ren]

Uhh, from the days of wayback, before Demo' street-Ass-^!$$%z
where you hoes, I have to think of a way
to gain with mentality, plus make money

even Fred got all the honey
bull%#@! talant shows got me ready
while my life start to review like Rock Steady

I'm the truth, ^!$$% $#&@ that (*##$
I don't scratch, where I don't hitch "hell no"
$#&@ the clubs, same hoes there from '91

I gotta bad (*##$ don't gotta beg for one
erase your vocals, find some new %#@!
cause ain't nothin' new what your $$# gonna spit

you're the hardest mother$#&@in' crypt, ^!$$% you're lyin' and %#@!
take this dick don't trip
known damn where they chase you out the hood

after you can toss them, you say you wish they would
we puffin' big green, (*##$ come and flockin'
on my mother$#&@in' hotel, door they knockin'

they want some dick, these (*##$es don't quit
John Doe is the %#@!, ^!$$%...


[Chorus: Bigg Rocc]
we reperesent that real %#@!, thug %#@!
drag you in that mud %#@!, hard times for my ^!$$%z so be cold with

got aim and we so thick
givin' mother$#&@in' beats across the world as we drop hits
^!$$%z know that they really can't $#&@ with this

we the ^!$$%z that your (*##$ wanna roll with
and we the pimp ^!$$%z that she wanna stroll with, she's on my dick


[Verse 2: Bigg Rocc]
I don't give the $#&@ like Mike Tyson
gangster %#@! I'm writtin, 12 rounds like ^!$$%z fightings

uhh, throwin' blows, Dazzy and Dones
by the end of the night, I'll be sittin' on your throne
got six million ways to kill, choose one

I might hit you with one bullet when I pull it
new to your $$#, since started to your $$#
show the way I got my blast, I'm not $#&@in' maggot

you're the one to be, hum with the scary ^!$$%z
it was funny to me, when you squeezed that trigga at me
tryin' to earn stripes off a fool like me

I walk upon ^!$$%z, you ain't like me
Uhh, and make sure that you dead as the door knob
yo, (*##$ ^!$$%z John Doe want my job

tryin' to fill my shoes, I'ma may killer
never gave a $#&@ about the snitch-Ass-^!$$%...


[Chorus: Bigg Rocc]
we reperesent that real %#@!, thug %#@!
Drag you in that mud %#@!, hard times for my ^!$$%z so be cold with

got aim and we so thick
givin' mother$#&@in' beats across the world as we drop hits
^!$$%z know that they really can't $#&@ with this

we them ^!$$%z that your (*##$ wanna roll with
and we the pimp ^!$$%z that she wanna stroll with, she's on my dick


[Verse 3: Chip Dirty]
I feel like givin' it up "givin' it up"
deep in some gangster cut

blow them wangster dubs, like wait on no fake hoes
I shake those, like the soul shaker
I floss for all my Rump Shakers

now drop that $$# like it's hot
and if ain't with $#&@in' then you can shake the spizzot
Kick rocks, the rest hated by hoes man

I ain't no mother$#&@in' pimp with a hell plan
I'll tell you, what you can do with all that whoopty whoop
hold heat but you scared to shoot "^!$$%"

if we was in the East I would speak on some mad heats
but ^!$$% we in the West, Lo-Lo's with mad beat
and switches, which is will make the rider complete "^!$$%"
candy blue paint and them tropical feet
^!$$%z know me, it's your ^!$$% Dirty

speak that Compton %#@! from my ^!$$% you heard me...

[Chorus x2: Bigg Rocc]
we reperesent that real %#@!, thug %#@!
Drag you in that mud %#@!, hard times for my ^!$$%z so be cold with

got aim and we so thick
givin' mother$#&@in' beats across the world as we drop hits
^!$$%z know that they really can't $#&@ with this
we the ^!$$%z that your (*##$ wanna roll with
and we the pimp ^!$$%z that she wanna stroll with, she's on my dick


[Outro: Bigg Rocc]
dick, dick, dick
yeah yeah yeah, yeah yeah yeaaaah