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Ah yeah, right about now |
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Compton's in de mothafuckin' house NWA's in full effect |
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Hey yo yella boy, kick me that funky-ass beat |
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Yeah, who's in de mothafuckin' house? |
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Compton's in the mothafuckin' house! |
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Yeah, Compton's definetly in the house |
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Hey yo Ren, what we're gonna do? |
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To the people over here |
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To the people out there |
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To the people, the people, |
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the people, people, the people, people |
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From everywhere watching the show |
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Paying top dolars because they know |
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When we're on the stage, we're in a mothafuckin' range |
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So Dre, why don't you get the 12 guage And show 'em how Eazy-Duz-It |
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So if you punks wanna make somethin' of it |
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Step up, run up, get up, what's up sucker |
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You want some of this? |
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Then you're a stupid mothafucka! |
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Kickin' - like the kick from a kickdrum |
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Yella boy on the drum gettin' dumb |
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Programmin' - a beat that's hittin' |
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And if you listen then you know we're not bullshittin' |
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Dope - like a pound or a key |
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So shut de fuck up and listen to me |
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I make these killings |
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I got money to the ceiling Cuz I'm a mothafuckin' ruthless villain |
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MC Ren - stamping any fool in my way |
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With some help from my homeboy Dre |
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Now my name iz Dre - de mothafuckin' doctor |
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Rippin' shit up and here to rock ya |
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With some help from my homeboy E |
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The criminal of the ruthless posse |
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fuckin' it up iz what we do |
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The reputation of the NWA crew |
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Gettin' busy because we're cold stampin' |
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And we're born and raised |
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And we're born and raised |
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And we're born and raised in Compton |
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Speakin' of Compton, it's makin' me sick Everybody'z talkin' that crazy shit |
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Sayin' they were raised in the CPT Just as I was, they try to be like me |
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Poppin' that shit, get the fuck out my face |
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Knowin' that they never even seen the place |
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Claimin' my city is my city they claim |
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Mothafuckaz we're about to put some salt in your game . |
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Yeah I'm tired of these mothafuckerz |
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runnin' around town, talkin' about |
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they're from Compton and shit, |
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tryin' to get on the bandwagon . |
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Yeah Dre, I know what you're sayin' man, |
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but let's tell 'em who we're |
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talkin' about . |
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WHAT DO YOU CALL A CREW |
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THAT CAN RAP LIKE THAT ...? |
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yo NWA call 'em mothafuckaz wack. |
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They got a wacky wack record put o' wacky wack crews |
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Yo what about the lyrics? |
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That shit's wacky wack too |
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With a fucked up style and a fucked up show |
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Hey yo Ren, what about the scratchin', is it def? |
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fuck no! |
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The mothafuckin' record is a mothafuckin' wack |
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The mothafuckin' cracka jack needs to step the fuck back ... |
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Do you want some of this? |
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Hell no . |
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Dre the mothafuckin' doctor |
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Well for the record it's Ren and for the street it's Villain |
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Dre the mothafuckin' doctor |
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Well for the record it's Ren and for the street it's Villain |
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Yella boy, why don't you kick me one of them funky-ass beats? |
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My boy . my boy . my boy Ice Cube |
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Yo we got my homeboy Eazy E in de house |
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won't you tell 'em what your name iz? |
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MC Ren is the mothafuckin' ner |
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I'm gettin' rid of mothafuckaz as if they was a foreigner |
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Show no crip to pretend when I'm seen |
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I punch you can block it but I'm a still get in |
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This ain't a TK yo in the first |
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But it's some shit from a nigga in black it's much worse |
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Then a beat from Tyson cuz Ren is not nice and |
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Your ass is better off just rollin' a dice and |
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Findin' you a number for luck |
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Cuz you all need it when you see I don't give a fuck |
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My identity, and the shit is gettin' shown |
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Without a video I'm still gettin' on |
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I'm at a show then my picture is takin' |
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One click of the flash and punk niggaz are breakin' |
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To the door, tryin' to join my fan club |
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Lipstickin' over one of my dubs |
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And it's the minimal scratch for the moment |
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Until I fuck up the so called opponet |
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That's standing in the zone of the twilight |
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Sayin' how in de fuck did he get mixed up in my fight |
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It was'nt a mistake, it was a set-up |
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So until I'm finished poppin' my lyrics you should shut up |
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And don't attempt to speak |
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Because it's bad enough you rollin' up shit quick |
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With a nigga like Ren about the hit |
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Now lemme hear you mothafuckaz talk some more shit |
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I'm a bust your ass in your mouth, |
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Yo, unless you're sayin' \"Compton's in de house\" |
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Who realy cares - about a sucker on a take off |
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Bust de move, we can have a shake n' bake-off |
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Me and you can go cuz I don't care yo |
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Rap fight or guerilla warfare |
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We can rumble, cuz when my lungs go in and out |
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I kick rhymes in a bundle to win about |
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Or scarier scaffle |
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I just muffle the eye position, there's no competition |
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Let 'em know that Dre is gettin' stronger |
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Compton's in de house but now it's some' longer |
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I won't get set-up, shut up, I'm kinda fed up |
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You can say uncle and I still won't let up |
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Cuz Dre is the mothafuckin' doctor |
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And if me and Ren's on the mike it's like propaganda, no doubt |
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\"Boy you should've known by now\" . |
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Compton's in the house |
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Yeah, it's time to put Compton on de map, |
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don't ever think you can get it on |
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you stupid mothafuckaz! |
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Compton's in the house . |
