Текст песни King T f MC Ren - Thy Kingdom Come
King T f MC Ren - Thy Kingdom Come слова песни
Say whatTell me somethinWhere the gangstas at? Where the hustlers at?[ King T ]Now relax your mind cause all the drinks is freeAnd get down with the sound of K-i-n-gAnd MC Ren, I bet you`re like, "Where them niggas been?"The backstreets of Compton checkin endsOriginal residents, I`m off Caldwell and KempAbout a hoe short from a pimpWith the gangsta walk limpI tossed up the hat by the RaidersNow I`m crocodile and alligatorTryin to get my paper, man, they say King T was ( ? )The alcoholic funk from Tha Liks, bust thisFrom Alondra to the top block of CentralI`m known for crackin niggas` dentalLoc, I`m like mental, my attitude starts to get meanNow Ren`s ( ? ) with the KingWhat we gon` sing? Some old gangsta spiritual themeHell naw, lyrics gotta cling[ MC Ren ]Niggas be lovin em Compton niggas, put the West Coast on the mapNow every bitch nigga and they mama tryin to rapGo check the Real Nigga tree from the CPTYou got them Niggaz 4 Life and that muthafucka King TThe Villain be down with the King like Joey SimmonsNiggas in Compton`ll make your ass see sparks like Robin GivensOr you can go for a ride in a trunkWhile I`m hangin with the King while he`s sittin on a tow-truckMy big dick still live in khakis since day oneI got a gang of nigga shit, go and play oneMy nigga still Tha Coolest, now we makin pussies hotIf you ain`t from Compton, nigga gotta shake the spotGot a big fuckin pot for me to piss inCause all the bomb shit a nigga make, hoes listenNigga, fuck shows, I don`t have to be seenYou makin demos, I`ma make that cream[ CHORUS: both ]Watch the gangsta boogie, watch the hustlers get paidAnd watch all these freaks get playedTwo gees from Compton, originals from back in the daysLowridin 64`s and rag treys[ MC Ren ]Niggas in the streets bump my shit in parking lotsWhile they fuckin in backseats from Riverside to WattsMe and the King, nigga, ain`t nothin niceNiggas Hollywood, turnin into hoes like Heidi FleissButt-naked like they hot from some shermKissin groupie-bitches with a mouth full of spermWhile Ren help the King lay claim to a cityCause niggas tryin to rule sound shittyI`m dedicatin this to Compton niggas insideY`all can bump this when you niggas wanna rideYou niggas ain`t knowin I got vaxines for wacknessNiggas close by that make yo ass fade to blacknessSo nigga, the Villain be droppin shit like this and I slideI got my bitch, the King`s on my sideIt shouldn`t have to be like thatBut it`s where you`re from, not where you`re at[ King T ]Another heartless attack, there`s a cool locomotive on the trackCavi vocab by the batch, I serve it like crackWhat, they huddle up for the double up, BombayI do this shit all dayWhat the dizzneal, these fiends who stressinThey think I`m from the Westside with no connectionsI run it in perfection, protection be the Tec-9 fullyKick rocks or get popped by the bullyThe Aftermath terror begins soon as I grace the throneDon`t fuck with the microphone, leave it aloneMan, check this six-foot gangsta baritone sparkFrom ( ? ) down to Kelly ParkIt`s respected, we keep the dancefloors hectic (here it is) I know it`s not what you expected (but it`s square biz) Locs from Hub City, Capone and Frank NittyGets down with a brand-new Compton sound[ CHORUS ]