1.Bitch Made Nigga Killa
1995 and compton's still up in this motherfucker
Yeah, this album's dedicated to all you real niggaz
But most of all it's dedicated to you bitch ass niggaz
Who is it？ the bitch made nigga killa
I'm swingin' on niggaz ever time i feel 'um
'cause niggaz walkin' 'round with they're ass out
So i'll be droppin' funky shit till they pass out
These bitch made niggaz swingin' on the dick
Back the fuck up before i have a fit
I'm peelin' niggaz caps, makin' gang of snaps
Be true to this shit with hard motherfuckin' raps
187 bitch 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 motherfuckers the shit caps i peel
Niggaz just a piece of cheese for a hood rat
Falsin' for a hooker and i never understood that
'cause it's the same old shit everyday and every night
'cause nigga ren won't put it down if the shit ain't tight
So listen to the funk as i deal 'um
To a bitch made nigga, i'm the bitch made nigga killa
(chorus)(2x)
You know the color the villain's in black
Bitch made niggaz better watch they back
You know the color the villain's in black
Beatin' niggaz ass and it's like that
And i'm stalkin', walkin' in my khaki suit
Tryin' to see what niggaz i'm a have to shoot
This ain't a bang-bang boogie like the new booty flow
New niggaz tryin' to do the shit i did years ago
'cause if it ain't rough it ain't e-motherfuckin' nuff
You bitch made niggaz, here to call you're bluff
Pull your ho card, like my nigga cab said
Crack my big stick up against your damn head
Yeah, radio suckas never play me
But you can hear bitch made niggaz on daily
Ren gonna have to put his foot down
Motherfuckers 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 bitch made niggaz in '99
Black reign is coming, niggaz it's bad weather
Whenever 187 and ren get together
And listen to the funk as i deal a
Blow to these bitch made niggaz, i'm the bitch made nigga killa
(chorus)
Hypocrite niggaz always runnin' they mouth
＞from the north, to the east, to the west, and south
'cause the freaks come out at night
And all bitch made niggaz be comin' 'cause you have no friends
So don't come around playin' double-o 7
'cause your ass might get caught in a two-eleven
Niggaz don't call me 'less the video is poppin'
Only come around when my new shit's droppin'
Niggaz ain't nothin' but some hound dogs i betcha
You bitch made niggaz didn't know i was the bitch catcher
I'll choke ya with a grip
Stranglin' motherfuckers not come correct, so don't slip
Real niggaz don't die, so i'm still alive
Fuckin' up shit in '94 and '95
'cause i'm livin' like a hustler
Busta, heard you was talkin' that shit so ya musta
Thought it wouldn't get back to me
Niggaz ya shoulda thought a million times before you tried to do
me
But listen to this funk as i deal a
Blow to you bitch made niggaz, i'm the bitch made nigga killa
You know the color, the villain's in black
2.Keep It Real
'that's what the fuck i'm talkin' about
That real shit nigga'
Living room packed, laid back on the flow
Niggaz can't see me on the madden with frisco
I'm runnin' fools straight to the dirt
While my man train talkin' on the phone, the evil curse
Niggaz waste gas drivin' down the same streets
And hood rats wishin' for the passenger seats
Flag 'em down, like they flaggin' down to get a taxi
Too good to ride a bus, drinkin' is a must
Another day kickin' back, the scientist is hard at work
Thinkin' how to get paid, kickin' back in the shade
Or call will and temple where my homie down by zeenie
With the bald head it's too hot for the beanie
Sittin' on the porch niggaz run the stop sign
Hookers sell they bodies 'round the way ain't hard to find
Right in the corner of mcdonald's parkin' lot
Peepin' out their hair 'cause that spot is hot
And that's real
(chorus)(2x)
Nigga gotta keep my shit real
Lettin' punk niggaz know how the fuck i feel
Pussy ass niggaz always wanna be around
A nigga like ren when i put that real shit down
Randy up the street cuttin' up the fresh fade
And compton p.d. around the corner 'bout to raid
The yellow helicopter hangin' 'round like a gnat
And hood rats yellin' out a car where the party at
My robbin' train go and get a duce
And niggaz 'round the way don't give a damn about a gang truce
But i gotta lotta love for my people
And like they ain't tryin', niggaz just keep dyin'
I won't be like most niggaz and just come
And shoot my video in compton and disappear for a year
We make fools like that shake the spot
One for the treble jack yo ass in the parkin' lot
'cause handkerchief headed niggaz come around fakin'
Braggin' 'bout that money they be makin'
Boot lickin' butt dancin' niggaz just better chill
Before i tell 'em how i feel and that's real
(chorus)
Yeah, uh, break it down
All y'all busta ass niggaz
Do it like this, 1995
Uh, yeah, come all y'all fake ass niggaz to this
Goin' to the pad hit the beach up on the pager
Here comes korleone up the street in the mini-blazer
While the dominoes start to get shakin'
The same time that the barbique start bakin'
I don't eat swine, but i take a turkey burger
I can't fade worms, that books' full of terms
Homies pass by, some stop and conversate
On a gang a topics we start to debate
On why in black neighborhoods is always towed down
And white neighborhoods ain't one piece a trash 'round
So we gotta do for self and quit bitchin'
Recycle black dollars so we can roll impalas
Every street got their own rap artist
On every cover every brother got a gun tryin' to look the
hardest
But some deserve a slap 'cause they laid down they strap
When they hear that's a rap and that's real
(chorus)
3.It's Like That
(mc ren)
I be the one that they be pullin' off that fool on the flow
After we be goin' toe to toe
I holds mine, never do i be talkin' no shit
ause niggaz that be talkin' that shit, always get it
Punk ass niggaz go face down in a river
Other niggaz deliver, fuck when then buck
They give a damn about you and your mamma
So get the fuck up outta here nigga and take the drama
Back to your set, back to your hood
To your kickin' spot, your street or your block
Your crib or your rest, your mamma's address
Niggaz gives a fuck, still i catch two to the chest
And then it'll be on like some after school shit
Fuck a gun, a got to knuckles sayin' i'm getting one
My niggaz say i clown too much
When i'm layin' phat shit with my nigga hutch
(cold 187um)
Say what？ it's like that nigga
(mc ren)
Yeah, it's like that nigga
(cold 187um)
What？ it's like that nigga
(mc ren)
Yeah it's like that nigga
(cold 187um)
Say what？ it's like that nigga
(mc ren)
You know it's like that nigga
Let them playa hatin' fools know the real how you feel
It's like that nigga
Yeah, it's like that nigga
Say what？ it's like that nigga
Yeah it's like that nigga
Say what？ it's like that nigga
You know it's like that nigga
Yo, well big rocc step up and show m why you don't give a fuck
(j rocc)
So it's on, i told my niggaz to grab the chrome
Fuckin' with rocc ya catch shots to your dome
ause i don't give a fuck, that's the feelin'
Scoop up the villain, it's time to do some motherfuckin' killin'
ause i be kickin' shit, i'm thinkin' back in the days
When we used to scrap at the compton parades
I be throwin' vicious blows like mike tyson
Rocc greatest hits, nigga i'm the shit
Make the wrong move, then it's fucked up results
Niggaz can't cope, yo them shots he provoked
Comin' with that g style, make you hoes wild
Got my criminal record locked up in rockford files
Hank at the shack, yo i call my ponderosa
Clockin' mo' dollars than a cali stock broker
You can call me you're all around nigga
I loot, i shoot, if i how i kill a crew
So pass me a hog like a king in the clutch
Fuckin' up shit with my nigga ren and hutch
And it's like that
Big rocc represent, uh, it's like that nigga
Yeah, it's like that nigga
Say what？ it's like that nigga
Yeah it's like that nigga
Hell yeah, it's like that nigga
Yeah it's like that nigga
So mc ren make the move to just come again
(mc ren)
I be that nigga that put compton on the map
So you bitch made niggaz step the fuck back
My throne is a corner wherever i lay my hat
Police always show up wherever they say i'm at
They say real niggaz don't die but niggaz be dyin' everyday
Them devils be screamin' on niggaz
And niggaz be actin' like hoes in every way
But i'm a god damn soldier it's my time to rule
Callin' hits like the mafia, nigga from a bar stool
Hit after hit, every record is the same
Still getting mine out here in the rap game
Not a black caesar, more like a black pharoh
The gorilla killa devil in a double barrel
Uh, sawed off and hauled off here i come again
Peace to all my people in the pen, ause ren
Will keep all my shit comin' phat
So whack fools take this it's like that
Yeah, it's like that nigga
Yeah, it's like that nigga
Hell yeah it's like that nigga
Yeah it's like that nigga
Say what？ it's like that nigga
You know it's like that nigga
Yeah, let them playa hatin' fools know the real, how you feel
It's like that nigga
Damn, it's like that nigga
Say what？ it's like that nigga
Yeah it's like that nigga
Say what？ it's like that nigga
The shit is like that nigga
So all you bitches better duck
ause we really don't give a fuck
In the 95, in the 95
in't that phat
4.Mad Scientist
Darkside is were i'm commin' from all alone,
Strangeling niggaz is fakin' on the microphone,
Cuz i've bin around and i'm a be around again,
Who is it？ the black nigga that they call ren,
Won't be brackin' on a nine dubble m,
My still talk kids turn tricks and you sticks n' stones,
So say wuzz up to my niggaz on the sidewalk,
But all my black the jack so i can night stock,
Cuz carry a big stick for niggaz that never shot
Beabe gall alwayz talkin' 'bout the trigga, just to get
Payed and make it all routin, if i crack pop they runnin'
Form tha scene'. there's to many recordz out that ain't
Sayin' nuthin', and fake az radio stations ain't playin'
Nuthin', shit gotta get back, it's time to mc, to many
New niggaz ain't sure like l.b.
I wanna be l and only care from the crean.
Aposse like a bitch they get put it in the magazine,
Get away - french, you ain't right all, you ain't the
Source. niggaz wanted to get with me, but your shit was
Horse. ploakin' in my cliss the warz for competition.
If a crit nigga hang around they get a listen.
Try to peep in my note book, but lost a leg. got
Paralised neck up from what you read, a mad scientist...
Menacy control we always diss guarente who they doubt
A fuckin' mad scientist...
Menacy control we always diss guarente who they doubt
Weak az niggaz keep i.n.s, but who can come and fade
The mad scientist. i've bin away from the public, cause
I am a enemy. with the black peane disappear like houdini.
God of the univers i control your soul, shaking niggaz up
From the bottom of the north pole. in my double s four
Fifty four with my size ten still towe showe to the floor.
It's simple, don't wanna make it complicated, cuz ya
Simple minded niggaz might get frustrated, with ya bang-
Bang boogie, cuz ren heard enough, cuz niggaz don't come
With the funky stuff, that i used to hear in 83 and 84,
When shit had to be hardcore, ciminal minded,
You've bin blinded, i'm lookin' for some shit like that
But can't find it, 6'n the mornin', police at my door,
Niggaz don't make that kinda shit no more, sippin' az
Niggaz make way, cuz ren don't play that shit, i'm screamin'
Mayday, a fuckin' mad scientist...
Sneaky, sneaky is how i creap up on ya, i clear my throat
And then i drop bombz on ya, now be onest did ya think
The villain releit knew niggaz come out get out the work,
That i put in, figure the pin and i write to the hands feels
Of the writes
Shit down and dirty you were swear these apetaitis. i be
creating
Wut ya body longs for and fake az niggaz this is who the song's
for,
A mad scientist, but i won't make a frankers dine, i just write
A rhyme, now i blow ya fuckin' mind. you can't follow this i
did'nt
Leave a sitch, you can't fool the 5 procent that means tray
repesentin'
I'm wokin' up light and livin' civilized, the messager elaise
yo,
They opened up my eyez. and the b boyz stand on my throne in
black
Niggaz scared as hell because the villain is back from the
sinner
Of the earth i'd makin' way like a goffer, nigga by my self, i'm
Takin' over, on a mad scientist...
5.Live From Compton 'saturday Night'
(mc ren's answering machine)
Yeah, who dis？
(cold187um)
Yo, this hutch man, oh whats up？
(mc ren answering machine)
What up nigga, what's happenin？ yeah, check this out
I ain't even in right now, ah so leave a message at the beap
I'll get back, peace
(cold187um)
Yo whats up man, it's me man, pick up the phone, nigga
It's hutch man, whats up？
(mc ren)
Hey, what's up dog？ hey nigga what time is man？
(cold)
Hey i don't know, man, i'm just sayin man, i was just callin
To see what's poppin, man, what's goin down
(mc ren)
Nigga i'm about to rest, dog
(cold)
Aww, man saturday n shit and you talkin about rest？
(mc ren)
Man, what you talkin about,
I was at that motherfuckin studio nigga, all night
(cold)
Man lets go get some 40s, bitches, something man, do something
(mc ren)
Hey, hey fuck what you gonna do
(cold)
Aw, aw its like ren, ren what's up？
Aw nigga gonna hang up on a nigga, shit
(mc ren
Come on and step on in, no turnin back
While i drop shit that have your mind turnin black
Nigga i break god damn necks, when i drop verses
And blind your sight, from the shit that i recite
Live from compton it's saturday night
But ain't no joke, cause i don't play that shit
Niggaz you know i ain't no motherfuckin comic
Droppin street knowledge, plus a nigga islamic
Hoodrats they do the hoochie boogie for a fuck,
But that shit don't be workin
When i'm rollin in my truck, the farthest they get is a big
wheel
For real, and bitch-made-niggaz get they caps peeled
When i walk, puts a hole in the floor, with the steel toe
As if you didn't know, now that you know nigga act like you knew
And if you continue trippin, motherfuck you
I'm walkin with my niggaz,
With the help of 187 on this tight ass track
So step the hell back, and you can't afford to sleep
Because my shit gets deep
(cold187um)
Ok, time for me to rustle more shit, represent to the fullest
Everytime that i'm spit, get cha lit
Get cha lifted, get cha high as you wanna go
Breakin fools off that wanna floss your gold
Cause i hate flossers and i hate braggers
I hate short stoppers and i hate laggers
On the real, niggaz be wanna free kick it pass
So they can beat your shit, and jack your ass
I give em 187 times to try
But on the real, they better off committin suicide
Slide me the tech ren, so i can show 'em
That i'm not to be trusted, and not to be fucked with
And definately not that motherfucker they wanna press they luck
with
I keep it goin uncut, and if i get mad enough
I shoot they whole fuckin set up
And don't say i didn't warn ya
It ain't funny, when you be a victim by the corner
187 be the gate keeper
Cause where i'm from, the shit gets deeper
(mc ren)
My shit gets backed up for days and days, it's hard to sleep
My shit is too deep,
Well how in the hell am i gonna deal with new niggaz
That be comin hollerin wolf, and ain't put out shit yet
Rollin down the street in my 4-5-0
Throwin wack niggaz shit out my window
Cause rarely do i see niggaz that be comin with that funky ass
shit
That make you say fuck ay, go shoot a nigga down,
But here comes that black nigga that they call ren
Makin niggaz go and act crazy again
Niggaz be fuckin fools for the hell of it
Some down old niggaz better not come this way
Cause i just don't give a fuck, cause i get in a baby gangsta
mode
Bitch slappin niggaz with my fist
Cause i insist i'm a hell of a lyricist
But my roots in the street
Killin playa haters over some wicked ass beats
Me and my niggaz come and get your ass
Then me and my niggaz beat up on that ass
Cause me and my niggaz, nigga love the creep
When the shit gets deep, it gets deep
6.Still The Same Nigga
'hey pull over there dawg them my niggaz over there'
'aight'
'what up niggaz？ y'all seen that punk ass nigga ren？'
'yeah that nigga came through yesterday'
'y'all seen that nigga video？'
'na, i ain't seen that nigga's shit yet man'
'man, that nigga's shit whack any way, aight dawg'
'aight nigga'
'hey nigga put this in'
'though you didn't like that nigga, man why you always listenin'
to his shit'
''cause nigga, i'm on his nuts fool, just turn that shit up'
'man pass me the phone, yeah man what's happenin'？'
'yeah, so, we be there in a minute'
'hey man, turn on the tv'
'yeah nigga roll up that weed'
'fool, you got some papers？'
'yeah it's in the room on the dresser'
'hey man i don't see 'em'
'hey man look in the closet'
'oh!! damn nigga, what the fuck you doin' in the closet, fool？
Scared the fuck outta me, whassup？'
(chorus)(repeated)
And check it out y'all (yo, i'm still the same nigga)
This nigga be creepin' on fools all day and night
I got determined millimeters nigga, fuck a fight
'cause niggaz don't scrap no mo', that's a no no
Fools get hot, they shoot yo' ass on the spot
'cause bitch made niggaz get fucked like a ho
But be outta work like that nigga arsenio
'cause niggaz be talkin' shit behind my back
Wishin' they could get they hands sweatty on my nut sack
I ain't from ohio, but i'm a player
So pussy ass niggaz what the fuck ya gotta say a
Poppa gotta brand new bag when i rock
'cause niggaz on the corner sellin' shit out the ziplock
Uh, but me and my niggaz sit back and relax
While i fuck it up bustin' on them tight ass tracks
Yeah, you niggaz know where you can find me
I'm kickin' back in compton with my niggaz behind me
Still the same nigga
(chorus)
I used to be a magician, but a nigga gave up tricks
'cause my assistance was fuckin' too many dicks
So i start my mission, leave my residence
Fuck it, nigga makin' dead presidents
But niggaz be wantin' they hands in my pocket say gimme
For a penny, all they feelin' is the jimmy
Like rick james i'm bustin' out on the funk
Nothin' up my sleeve, the shit is in the trunk
But don't make me bop that shit, and it's on
'cause i can get rocky like sylvester stallone
Niggaz shootin' stones, motherfuck a sly
If i wanted to i could hit ya with my third eye
Then you'll be in a deep sleep
So bring the band by, 'cause nigga chokin' like i mad fly
I'm still takin' niggaz out
With the shit that's droppin' out my mouth
'cause, i'm still the same nigga
(chorus)
Yeah minute you win it, a nigga ain't a loser
It's a black nigga hittin' corners on a beach cruiser
Or you might catch a nigga in a chevy
'cause my motherfuckin' shit is so heavy
Rap skits kicked to the curb, they gets no play
When i'm rollin' in the 4-54 in l.a.
Fuck the radio and they format
I got bitch made nigga killa wrote on my doormat
So niggaz don't ring my bell
I gotta bad attitude and i'm mad as hell
'cause i break god damn necks with my rhymes
Niggaz in the street don't wanna fuck with mine
Devil's be askin' what i did
Tell 'em i make funky ass records, plus i built pyramids
But niggaz in the streets i'm a good fella
In the trench like gotti, and the umbrella
Still the same nigga
(chorus)
7.I Don't Give A Damn
Who wanna step into the room？
Where that nigga ren be at, makin' shit that's phat
'cause in '95 i gotta hustle for yo ass
Droppin' shit like in the past
Rated double x, you in trouble when i hex
Niggaz that be actin' like hoes of the opposite sex
'cause fool i'm a soldier with a regiment
10,000 niggaz marchin' to your residence
Fuck the president and his red, white, and blue
I never leave a clue with the shit that i do
Sport the black 80, creepin' with the flashlight
Comin' with this phat shit just last night
The mad scientist from the center of the earth
Droppin' crazy shit whenever i drop a verse
Niggaz in a rage, wanna see me in a cage
But um, i cocked the gauge when the ink hits the page
Fuck a grammy show and your mammy so now
What the fuck ya gonna do when i bust out the zoo
'cause ya don't know really who you're fuckin' with
You're fuckin' with the nigga ren with the phat shit
And i don't give a damn
(chorus)
Damn, damn, damn, damn, damn, damn
And i don't give a damn
Three strikes for who？ a nigga fallin' in the trap
What can i do to keep from fallin' off the map？
I ain't your everyday nigga just with a rhyme
I'll give ya that i don't give a fuck frame of mind
Make ya wanna shoot the police in the back
I'm crazy like hady, 'cause devils be shady
The great elephant nigga hangin' on box
A buffalo soldier without the dreadlocks
I don't give a damn, i created this shit
With the real niggaz way back in '87
Niggaz walkin' on my footprints in nine five
Fools hit 'em foul, can't hit a line drive
So get the hell away from my throne or a zone
My b-boy stance and shit is kinda full grown
Fuck the police 'cause i still feel the same
And fuck a lotta niggaz bein' whack at the game
I don't give a damn
(chorus)
Who be talkin' shit about the great elephant？
Ren be bustin' raps, niggaz bustin' caps
The bitch made nigga killa, that's who i be
When bitch made niggaz come and try
Be a politician kidnapp, who gives a fuck about 'em
Nigga never gave a fuck, i can live without 'em
Niggaz wanna journey down the black brick road
They can see me changin' in an i don't give a fuck mode
Then i explode, better hide your neck
Ya new whack niggaz never get my respect
Then center of the earth is where i dwell
Your shit never sell, i got 'cha trippin' in a livin' hell
So back the fuck out my way, that's what i'm sayin'
'cause i'll be havin' hypocrite niggaz balls hangin'
And othe bitch niggaz, be go lickin' 'em
But ren just keep on pickin' 'em and slam
'cause i don't give a god damn
(chorus)
8.Mind Blown
(mc ren) you know what hutch man, i let one of these bitch made
niggas get
Away with somethin the other and uh, i shouldn't a let him get
away with it.
(cold 187) put a foot to his ass.
(mc ren) what did you say？ put a foot to his ass？
(cold187) that's right man...
(mc ren) wow, that beautiful man, wow, that's what i'm gonna do
to him, put
A foot to his ass. you know what hutch man, i think i'ma adopt
that formula
For myself man, wow.
(mc ren)
Nigga i'm the black giant puttin shit down
You niggas aren't familiar with my sound
I'm shockin motherfuckers like water and a live wire
Makin niggas feel the fire like richard pryor
The great elephant, the bitch made nigga killa
I'm steppin on you niggas like a godzilla
A living legend like shaq
The beggining and the last moheekan
Cause i be seekin to have niggas tweakin through the weekend
I gives a fuck about the radio and faggot sounding disc jockeys
Bust yo fuckin mouth like we playin hockey
I stick and move like rocky cause i'm cocky
A motherfuckin nuclear bomb couldn't stop me
I throw a bottle at the mirror and make it shatter
Niggas in la shut the fuck up and make ya shit fatter
I'm lookin for the niggaz with the skills
Not the niggas that woke up this morning saying they wanna rhyme
You can always tell white niggaz by the clothes that they wear
I bitch slap the niggaz tie em' up in a chair
Don't gives a fuck if baby yellin that it aint fair
Cause you know this nigga ren, nigga just don't care
Yeah, i'm that motherfucker sittin on my throne and it's on
Got you niggas mind blown
(chorus)
It aint no turnin back when ya on a mission
For the opposition
Niggas keep on wishin
(mc ren)
I don't give a fuck i'm a real nigga
Niggas swingin on my dick cause my nuts bigga
Blow they motherfuckin brains like a sawd off
I bust that funky ass shit then they hawd off
Fuck a mother fuckin record deal could of been a pimp
But i'm that nigga puttin fear in ya fuckin ear
So raise the fuck up, when niggas be bumpin that shit
Wanna suck this dick？ wanna fuck that trick
I gotta heata when i need a nigga
My niggas smoke a fuckin pound of blood
Leaving bitch made niggas in a puddle of blood
I gives a fuck about em', i just kick it on the block
And handle my shit, with my motherfuckin nigga rocc
So fuck a crew nigga i'm all alone
When i'm spittin fly shit on the microphone
And i'm that black nigga sittin on my throne
And it's on, got you motherfuckin mind blown
(chorus)
(big rocc)
Niggas get sprayed like raid i have em' droppin
Moppin, shootin niggas up like charles bronsen
J rocc, a nigga playin it for keeps, so keep
Fuckin up in the compton streets, yo ren pass a nigga that 38
So i could set all these bitch made niggas str8
Now tell me, do you wanna take it toe for toe strap for strap
I'd rather bust a cap in your fuckin back
Take a look, what you see is a crook, breakin every rule in the
book
I try my best not to get locked up
But at the same time i steady be fuckin up
At the shack, niggas be sippin on that yat
Breakin off a freestyle on my nigga hutch's track
It's big rocc once again it's on and i got you motherfuckas str8
mind blown
Yeah
9.Great Elephant
10.Muhummad Speaks
11.Bring It On
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