Текст песни MC Ren - Who Got That Street Shit
MC Ren - Who Got That Street Shit слова песни
(Chorus) 2XNigga who the fuck got that street shit (Compton niggas)Nigga who the fuck got that street shit (Park`s niggas)Nigga who the fuck got that street shit (LA niggas)My nigga who the fuck got that street shit (Real niggas)(MC Ren)A motherfuckin fiend, before I became a teenthe villain was fuckin with bitches instead of cones or ice creamNiggas be killing the villain like aids with whack rhymesthese niggas don`t be havin no lyricsAll they talk about is nines and chronicThe villain be doing that but I can switch upkick some unreleased shit nigga pick your bitch upThe villain be killin you niggas that`s running with clicksRen be own em`niggas be running with clicks cause they can`t do it on they own lonesomeFrom CPT to NYC, I keeps it hotbitches be worshiping a nigga with shrines and parking lots.Ten years of damage motherfucking rap godtraded in the Dayton`s on the foe with 3 tripodsThe villain be travelling at the speed of light, cause I mightbe uniden-tah-fied if I come whack, mothefuckers late at nightNiggas be waking up forgetting the whole thingnigga it ain`t over till the hoe sing, bitch sing it (Chorus) 2X (MC Ren)Ain`t shit changed, still making bitches pussy`s hothanging with niggas from Compton carryin big glocksFucking em` car hops trippin off some paint and gold D`zbitches be happy to hold theseHanging with rap niggas like Lez and Joe Clairniggas from Compton multiply and seen everywhereMaking your spot hot attract the feds and protestkidnapping bitches and make the scene grotesqueReal niggas and bitches niggas hanging outCPT dwelling shots reigning outSelling coke, hoes taking dicks down they throatbitch niggas coming up pissin all you find is a ransom noteNew release, promotin fucking policecrooked motherfuckers hot cause I won`t give em` a piece MC motherfuckin REN back at cha`niggas bit my shit the villain ain`t mad at cha` (Chorus) 2X (MC Ren)A nigga sittin on the curb rats catch whip lashsame hoes when I was little, fucking niggas for cashNow they baby mommas cause they wanted niggas with dopestuck with stretch marks and niggas names tattered by they throatSome on they tittys, ankles and assevery neighborhood got these stankin tricks from the pastThey be at the clubs, pussy`s used upthey tiitys six feet, there stomachs lookin bruised upReal niggas turn the light outnigga till they child`s throughThese hoes today be havin niggas rob youJust to come up, so niggas can fuck em` with cheap weedmakin motherfuckers go and drop a week seedThinkin they max Julie fake ass macksall the hoes shake the spot once they smoke up your chronic sackWho`s getting played nigga you or the hoethese bitches be fuckin you and your doeNiggas fuck it! (Chorus) 2X