MC Ren
MC Ren - Bringin It lyrics
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Right about now, you're witnessin' the sounds of MC motherfuckin' Ren and motherfuckin' Bigg Rocc I be peepin' you niggaz tellin' your bitch not to smile at the villain she wants this dick, I must to quit tell you motherfuckers like Johnny Cochran you ain't shit you'se a studio and still don't fit I been lookin' at niggaz cheesin' and grinnin' on M.T.V, B.E.T, no more cheese So I..call my nigga Rocc and get the shit done fuck the police, we blase in the sun make your bitch come, these hoes they all dumb wake up the next morning they'll blame it on the run but Villain gon' bring some ghetto-Ass-Shit, don't need the nigga to sing have your own mamma gyratin' on my ding-a-ling you know how I do it, she swallowed it rip right through it, so next time you open your mouth make sure my motherfuckin' dick sway the fuck out... I hear niggaz talkin' shit like bringin' well I'ma bring it, if you niggaz gon' sing it tonight we gon' party, get high all night get drunk, fuck hoes all through the night, ha I hear niggaz talkin' shit like bringin' well I'ma bring it if you niggaz gon' sing it then I'ma close your curtains, this is my show up rises the .44, blast at your door criminal minded, you have been blinded West Coast, Compton, niggaz we stay grinded we hardheads, feds, most wanted killers they came with a bare, tryin' to figure out niggaz the blocks with guns, the guns with tote the bomb-Ass-Bitches, the chronic and coke it's a bunch of rich ghetto negros check out the gators on my motherfuckin' toes keep a lot for pocket, throw gangster party don't invite the niggaz you hated, they'll overrated ugh, I'ma keep a fuckin' bullet for the wasters now we keep it cheap for my motherfuckin' gangsters... I hear niggaz talkin' shit like bringin' well I'ma bring it, if you niggaz gon' sing it tonight we gon' party, get high all night get drunk, fuck hoes all through the night, ha It's a chosen world nigga don't get mad cause your bitch wanna hop her ass, in my the back of my 'llac and take her ride down memory lane, of that chronic and hypnotic body lookin' so exotic I gotta watch it before I hit it sure up on all that pussy, puttin' on the show like a classic hoe on the '91 headed west bound to the Penthouse so I can beat that fat pussy down... yeah, one more time, we bout to rock this shit Bigg Rocc and 'Ren hittin' tailspins would you think about that, you bitch when your baby mamma suckin' my dick I'm too sick with it Compton finest, bitches behind us, what the fuck you're sayin' we have your mamma frayin' so bring it on, fuck the microphone just give me like two zones my black ass is gone, nigga... I hear niggaz talkin' shit like bringin' well I'ma bring it, if you niggaz gon' sing it tonight we gon' party, get high all night get drunk, fuck hoes all through the night, ha