The Dayz of Wayback Lyrics
| Song | The Dayz of Wayback |
| Artist | N.W.A |
| Album | Niggaz4life |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : DOC, Doctor Dre, MC Ren | |
| What we gonna do right here is go back... | |
| Now this is some shit that's from the Dayz of Wayback, | |
| When niggas in Compton first started to jack. | |
| When the bitches wouldn't give you no pussy if you wasn't sellin' drug, | |
| So many bitches in my neighborhood got mugged. | |
| They always loved that shit. They want a nigga that's sellin' Ks. | |
| But nowadays they workin' at Mickey D's. | |
| But in the Dayz of Wayback | |
| I couldn't be laid back, | |
| Because I needed ends and I made that. | |
| I get the nine from my nigga that he lend me and | |
| Start robbin' muthaf**kas, just like cowboys and indians. | |
| Anything it took to get paid. | |
| A nigga like Ren already had the plane made. | |
| And I was in it to win it and not to lose. | |
| And shit, it start blowin' up, once I lit the fuse. | |
| And police couldn't touch me because I was payin'em. | |
| But not with no money - Yo, I was frayin'em. | |
| And never get caught because nobody is snitch, | |
| But one hoe did - so Ren had to shoot the bitch! | |
| Now she's in a coffin and my life is better off and | |
| 'Cause everybody knows who's the bossin': | |
| That black nigga that they call Ren. | |
| You f**k with me, you gotta f**k with a Mac-10. | |
| So listen to me as I reminisce the Dayz of Wayback... | |
| So check it out y'all... | |
| It was once a time in the Dayz of Wayback | |
| When niggas was gettin' jacked. | |
| In fact it was one I used to pass through up, | |
| And kickin' ass through up. | |
| Muthaf**kin' Compton Massacre... | |
| Now let me tell you a little something about Compton | |
| When I was a kid and puttin' my bid in. | |
| Yo, Compton was like still water - just strictly calm. | |
| Now it's like muthaf**kin' Vietnam. | |
| Everybody killin', tryin' to make a killin', | |
| Niggas stealin', muthaf**kas willin' to dealin'. | |
| With so many ways to come up | |
| The average nigga didn't give a f**k | |
| About another muthaf**ka in this game and | |
| Claimin' what he claimin', | |
| Livin' like he livin', | |
| Killin' after killin'. | |
| Murder was a dirty job. To rob a dead man | |
| Was the best plan 'cause a dead man never ran. | |
| But now your best friend is your worst friend. | |
| Greed, cash the fee. Make a me more some of what you holdin'. | |
| So now your shit is stolen | |
| And you and your niggas start rollin'. | |
| Yo, to get your shit back ain't a word of. | |
| Muff? It's more murder, more murder, more murder. | |
| They wanna make you think that it's a crack thang, | |
| Or a black thang | |
| Or some niggas in a muthaf**kin' gang... | |
| But guns and money they go together like the Ku Klux Klan | |
| A nigga brung up and strung up. | |
| Why do I call myself a nigga you ask me? | |
| Rememberin' the days that's past me... | |
| Yo, never givin' niggas a chance to rest. | |
| The ghetto is like a f**kin' survival test. | |
| And number one way for you to pass, | |
| Yo, get treated like a king and they'll crown your ass. | |
| They never in the wrong though, | |
| So I made a song so | |
| Muthaf**kas had know | |
| If, yo, livin situations make you wanna get a gat... | |
| That's 'cause you livin' in the Dayz of Wayback... |
| zuo ci : DOC, Doctor Dre, MC Ren | |
| What we gonna do right here is go back... | |
| Now this is some shit that' s from the Dayz of Wayback, | |
| When niggas in Compton first started to jack. | |
| When the bitches wouldn' t give you no pussy if you wasn' t sellin' drug, | |
| So many bitches in my neighborhood got mugged. | |
| They always loved that shit. They want a nigga that' s sellin' Ks. | |
| But nowadays they workin' at Mickey D' s. | |
| But in the Dayz of Wayback | |
| I couldn' t be laid back, | |
| Because I needed ends and I made that. | |
| I get the nine from my nigga that he lend me and | |
| Start robbin' muthaf kas, just like cowboys and indians. | |
| Anything it took to get paid. | |
| A nigga like Ren already had the plane made. | |
| And I was in it to win it and not to lose. | |
| And shit, it start blowin' up, once I lit the fuse. | |
| And police couldn' t touch me because I was payin' em. | |
| But not with no money Yo, I was frayin' em. | |
| And never get caught because nobody is snitch, | |
| But one hoe did so Ren had to shoot the bitch! | |
| Now she' s in a coffin and my life is better off and | |
| ' Cause everybody knows who' s the bossin': | |
| That black nigga that they call Ren. | |
| You f k with me, you gotta f k with a Mac10. | |
| So listen to me as I reminisce the Dayz of Wayback... | |
| So check it out y' all... | |
| It was once a time in the Dayz of Wayback | |
| When niggas was gettin' jacked. | |
| In fact it was one I used to pass through up, | |
| And kickin' ass through up. | |
| Muthaf kin' Compton Massacre... | |
| Now let me tell you a little something about Compton | |
| When I was a kid and puttin' my bid in. | |
| Yo, Compton was like still water just strictly calm. | |
| Now it' s like muthaf kin' Vietnam. | |
| Everybody killin', tryin' to make a killin', | |
| Niggas stealin', muthaf kas willin' to dealin'. | |
| With so many ways to come up | |
| The average nigga didn' t give a f k | |
| About another muthaf ka in this game and | |
| Claimin' what he claimin', | |
| Livin' like he livin', | |
| Killin' after killin'. | |
| Murder was a dirty job. To rob a dead man | |
| Was the best plan ' cause a dead man never ran. | |
| But now your best friend is your worst friend. | |
| Greed, cash the fee. Make a me more some of what you holdin'. | |
| So now your shit is stolen | |
| And you and your niggas start rollin'. | |
| Yo, to get your shit back ain' t a word of. | |
| Muff? It' s more murder, more murder, more murder. | |
| They wanna make you think that it' s a crack thang, | |
| Or a black thang | |
| Or some niggas in a muthaf kin' gang... | |
| But guns and money they go together like the Ku Klux Klan | |
| A nigga brung up and strung up. | |
| Why do I call myself a nigga you ask me? | |
| Rememberin' the days that' s past me... | |
| Yo, never givin' niggas a chance to rest. | |
| The ghetto is like a f kin' survival test. | |
| And number one way for you to pass, | |
| Yo, get treated like a king and they' ll crown your ass. | |
| They never in the wrong though, | |
| So I made a song so | |
| Muthaf kas had know | |
| If, yo, livin situations make you wanna get a gat... | |
| That' s ' cause you livin' in the Dayz of Wayback... |
| zuò cí : DOC, Doctor Dre, MC Ren | |
| What we gonna do right here is go back... | |
| Now this is some shit that' s from the Dayz of Wayback, | |
| When niggas in Compton first started to jack. | |
| When the bitches wouldn' t give you no pussy if you wasn' t sellin' drug, | |
| So many bitches in my neighborhood got mugged. | |
| They always loved that shit. They want a nigga that' s sellin' Ks. | |
| But nowadays they workin' at Mickey D' s. | |
| But in the Dayz of Wayback | |
| I couldn' t be laid back, | |
| Because I needed ends and I made that. | |
| I get the nine from my nigga that he lend me and | |
| Start robbin' muthaf kas, just like cowboys and indians. | |
| Anything it took to get paid. | |
| A nigga like Ren already had the plane made. | |
| And I was in it to win it and not to lose. | |
| And shit, it start blowin' up, once I lit the fuse. | |
| And police couldn' t touch me because I was payin' em. | |
| But not with no money Yo, I was frayin' em. | |
| And never get caught because nobody is snitch, | |
| But one hoe did so Ren had to shoot the bitch! | |
| Now she' s in a coffin and my life is better off and | |
| ' Cause everybody knows who' s the bossin': | |
| That black nigga that they call Ren. | |
| You f k with me, you gotta f k with a Mac10. | |
| So listen to me as I reminisce the Dayz of Wayback... | |
| So check it out y' all... | |
| It was once a time in the Dayz of Wayback | |
| When niggas was gettin' jacked. | |
| In fact it was one I used to pass through up, | |
| And kickin' ass through up. | |
| Muthaf kin' Compton Massacre... | |
| Now let me tell you a little something about Compton | |
| When I was a kid and puttin' my bid in. | |
| Yo, Compton was like still water just strictly calm. | |
| Now it' s like muthaf kin' Vietnam. | |
| Everybody killin', tryin' to make a killin', | |
| Niggas stealin', muthaf kas willin' to dealin'. | |
| With so many ways to come up | |
| The average nigga didn' t give a f k | |
| About another muthaf ka in this game and | |
| Claimin' what he claimin', | |
| Livin' like he livin', | |
| Killin' after killin'. | |
| Murder was a dirty job. To rob a dead man | |
| Was the best plan ' cause a dead man never ran. | |
| But now your best friend is your worst friend. | |
| Greed, cash the fee. Make a me more some of what you holdin'. | |
| So now your shit is stolen | |
| And you and your niggas start rollin'. | |
| Yo, to get your shit back ain' t a word of. | |
| Muff? It' s more murder, more murder, more murder. | |
| They wanna make you think that it' s a crack thang, | |
| Or a black thang | |
| Or some niggas in a muthaf kin' gang... | |
| But guns and money they go together like the Ku Klux Klan | |
| A nigga brung up and strung up. | |
| Why do I call myself a nigga you ask me? | |
| Rememberin' the days that' s past me... | |
| Yo, never givin' niggas a chance to rest. | |
| The ghetto is like a f kin' survival test. | |
| And number one way for you to pass, | |
| Yo, get treated like a king and they' ll crown your ass. | |
| They never in the wrong though, | |
| So I made a song so | |
| Muthaf kas had know | |
| If, yo, livin situations make you wanna get a gat... | |
| That' s ' cause you livin' in the Dayz of Wayback... |
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