Live from Compton Saturday Night Lyrics
| Song | Live from Compton Saturday Night |
| Artist | MC Ren |
| Album | Da Villain in Black |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Cold One Eighty Seven um ... | |
| (mc ren's answering machine) | |
| Yeah, who dis? | |
| (cold187um) | |
| Yo, this hutch man, oh whats up? | |
| (mc ren answering machine) | |
| What up *******, 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, ******* | |
| It's hutch man, whats up? | |
| (mc ren) | |
| Hey, what's up dog? hey ******* 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) | |
| ******* i'm about to rest, dog | |
| (cold) | |
| Aww, man saturday n ************t and you talkin about rest? | |
| (mc ren) | |
| Man, what you talkin about, | |
| I was at that mother****** studio *******, all night | |
| (cold) | |
| Man lets go get some 40s, *******, something man, do something | |
| (mc ren) | |
| Hey, hey ******* what you gonna do | |
| (cold) | |
| Aw, aw its like ren, ren what's up? | |
| Aw ******* gonna hang up on a *******, ************t | |
| (mc ren | |
| Come on and step on in, no turnin back | |
| While i drop ************t that have your mind turnin black | |
| ******* i break god damn necks, when i drop verses | |
| And blind your sight, from the ************t that i recite | |
| Live from compton it's saturday night | |
| But ain't no joke, cause i don't play that ************t | |
| *******z you know i ain't no mother****** comic | |
| Droppin street knowledge, plus a ******* islamic | |
| Hoodrats they do the hoochie boogie for a *******, | |
| But that ************t don't be workin | |
| When i'm rollin in my truck, the farthest they get is a big wheel | |
| For real, and ************-made-*******z 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 ******* act like you knew | |
| And if you continue trippin, mother******* you | |
| I'm walkin with my *******z, | |
| With the help of 187 on this tight ass track | |
| So step the hell back, and you can't afford to sleep | |
| Because my ************t gets deep | |
| (cold187um) | |
| Ok, time for me to rustle more ************t, 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, *******z be wanna free kick it pass | |
| So they can beat your ************t, 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 ****** with | |
| And definately not that mother******* they wanna press they luck with | |
| I keep it goin uncut, and if i get mad enough | |
| I shoot they whole ****** 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 ************t gets deeper | |
| (mc ren) | |
| My ************t gets backed up for days and days, it's hard to sleep | |
| My ************t is too deep, | |
| Well how in the hell am i gonna deal with new *******z | |
| That be comin hollerin wolf, and ain't put out ************t yet | |
| Rollin down the street in my 4-5-0 | |
| Throwin wack *******z ************t out my window | |
| Cause rarely do i see *******z that be comin with that funky ass ************t | |
| That make you say ******* ay, go shoot a ******* down, | |
| But here comes that black ******* that they call ren | |
| Makin *******z go and act crazy again | |
| *******z be ****** fools for the hell of it | |
| Some down old *******z better not come this way | |
| Cause i just don't give a *******, cause i get in a baby gangsta mode | |
| ************ slappin *******z 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 *******z come and get your ass | |
| Then me and my *******z beat up on that ass | |
| Cause me and my *******z, ******* love the creep | |
| When the ************t gets deep, it gets deep |
| zuo ci : Cold One Eighty Seven um ... | |
| mc ren' s answering machine | |
| Yeah, who dis? | |
| cold187um | |
| Yo, this hutch man, oh whats up? | |
| mc ren answering machine | |
| What up , 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, | |
| It' s hutch man, whats up? | |
| mc ren | |
| Hey, what' s up dog? hey 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 | |
| i' m about to rest, dog | |
| cold | |
| Aww, man saturday n t and you talkin about rest? | |
| mc ren | |
| Man, what you talkin about, | |
| I was at that mother studio , all night | |
| cold | |
| Man lets go get some 40s, , something man, do something | |
| mc ren | |
| Hey, hey what you gonna do | |
| cold | |
| Aw, aw its like ren, ren what' s up? | |
| Aw gonna hang up on a , t | |
| mc ren | |
| Come on and step on in, no turnin back | |
| While i drop t that have your mind turnin black | |
| i break god damn necks, when i drop verses | |
| And blind your sight, from the t that i recite | |
| Live from compton it' s saturday night | |
| But ain' t no joke, cause i don' t play that t | |
| z you know i ain' t no mother comic | |
| Droppin street knowledge, plus a islamic | |
| Hoodrats they do the hoochie boogie for a , | |
| But that t don' t be workin | |
| When i' m rollin in my truck, the farthest they get is a big wheel | |
| For real, and made z 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 act like you knew | |
| And if you continue trippin, mother you | |
| I' m walkin with my z, | |
| With the help of 187 on this tight ass track | |
| So step the hell back, and you can' t afford to sleep | |
| Because my t gets deep | |
| cold187um | |
| Ok, time for me to rustle more t, 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, z be wanna free kick it pass | |
| So they can beat your t, 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 with | |
| And definately not that mother they wanna press they luck with | |
| I keep it goin uncut, and if i get mad enough | |
| I shoot they whole 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 t gets deeper | |
| mc ren | |
| My t gets backed up for days and days, it' s hard to sleep | |
| My t is too deep, | |
| Well how in the hell am i gonna deal with new z | |
| That be comin hollerin wolf, and ain' t put out t yet | |
| Rollin down the street in my 450 | |
| Throwin wack z t out my window | |
| Cause rarely do i see z that be comin with that funky ass t | |
| That make you say ay, go shoot a down, | |
| But here comes that black that they call ren | |
| Makin z go and act crazy again | |
| z be fools for the hell of it | |
| Some down old z better not come this way | |
| Cause i just don' t give a , cause i get in a baby gangsta mode | |
| slappin z 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 z come and get your ass | |
| Then me and my z beat up on that ass | |
| Cause me and my z, love the creep | |
| When the t gets deep, it gets deep |
| zuò cí : Cold One Eighty Seven um ... | |
| mc ren' s answering machine | |
| Yeah, who dis? | |
| cold187um | |
| Yo, this hutch man, oh whats up? | |
| mc ren answering machine | |
| What up , 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, | |
| It' s hutch man, whats up? | |
| mc ren | |
| Hey, what' s up dog? hey 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 | |
| i' m about to rest, dog | |
| cold | |
| Aww, man saturday n t and you talkin about rest? | |
| mc ren | |
| Man, what you talkin about, | |
| I was at that mother studio , all night | |
| cold | |
| Man lets go get some 40s, , something man, do something | |
| mc ren | |
| Hey, hey what you gonna do | |
| cold | |
| Aw, aw its like ren, ren what' s up? | |
| Aw gonna hang up on a , t | |
| mc ren | |
| Come on and step on in, no turnin back | |
| While i drop t that have your mind turnin black | |
| i break god damn necks, when i drop verses | |
| And blind your sight, from the t that i recite | |
| Live from compton it' s saturday night | |
| But ain' t no joke, cause i don' t play that t | |
| z you know i ain' t no mother comic | |
| Droppin street knowledge, plus a islamic | |
| Hoodrats they do the hoochie boogie for a , | |
| But that t don' t be workin | |
| When i' m rollin in my truck, the farthest they get is a big wheel | |
| For real, and made z 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 act like you knew | |
| And if you continue trippin, mother you | |
| I' m walkin with my z, | |
| With the help of 187 on this tight ass track | |
| So step the hell back, and you can' t afford to sleep | |
| Because my t gets deep | |
| cold187um | |
| Ok, time for me to rustle more t, 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, z be wanna free kick it pass | |
| So they can beat your t, 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 with | |
| And definately not that mother they wanna press they luck with | |
| I keep it goin uncut, and if i get mad enough | |
| I shoot they whole 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 t gets deeper | |
| mc ren | |
| My t gets backed up for days and days, it' s hard to sleep | |
| My t is too deep, | |
| Well how in the hell am i gonna deal with new z | |
| That be comin hollerin wolf, and ain' t put out t yet | |
| Rollin down the street in my 450 | |
| Throwin wack z t out my window | |
| Cause rarely do i see z that be comin with that funky ass t | |
| That make you say ay, go shoot a down, | |
| But here comes that black that they call ren | |
| Makin z go and act crazy again | |
| z be fools for the hell of it | |
| Some down old z better not come this way | |
| Cause i just don' t give a , cause i get in a baby gangsta mode | |
| slappin z 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 z come and get your ass | |
| Then me and my z beat up on that ass | |
| Cause me and my z, love the creep | |
| When the t gets deep, it gets deep |
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