作词 : Big Jess, MC Ren
'hey pull over there dawg them my *******z over there'
'aight'
'what up *******z?　y'all seen that punk ass ******* ren?'
'yeah that ******* came through yesterday'
'y'all seen that ******* video?'
'na, i ain't seen that *******'s ************t yet man'
'man, that *******'s ************t whack any way, aight dawg'
'aight *******'
'hey ******* put this in'
'though you didn't like that *******, man why you always listenin' to his ************t'
''cause *******, i'm on his nuts fool, just turn that ************t up'
'man pass me the phone, yeah man what's happenin'?'
'yeah, so, we be there in a minute'
'hey man, turn on the tv'
'yeah ******* roll up that ******'
'fool, you got some papers?'
'yeah it's in the room on the dresser'
'hey man i don't see 'em'
'hey man look in the closet'
'oh!! damn *******, what the ******* you doin' in the closet, fool?
Scared the ******* outta me, whassup?'
[bang!!!]
(chorus)(repeated)
And check it out y'all (yo, i'm still the same *******)
This ******* be creepin' on fools all day and night
I got determined millimeters *******, ******* a fight
'cause *******z don't scrap no mo', that's a no no
Fools get hot, they shoot yo' ass on the spot
'cause ************ made *******z get ****** like a ho
But be outta work like that ******* arsenio
'cause *******z be talkin' ************t behind my back
Wi************n' they could get they hands sweatty on my nut sack
I ain't from ohio, but i'm a player
So ************ ass *******z what the ******* ya gotta say a
Poppa gotta brand new bag when i rock
'cause *******z on the corner sellin' ************t out the ziplock
Uh, but me and my *******z sit back and relax
While i ******* it up bustin' on them tight ass tracks
Yeah, you *******z know where you can find me
I'm kickin' back in compton with my *******z behind me
Still the same *******
(chorus)
I used to be a magician, but a ******* gave up tricks
'cause my assistance was ******' too many ************s
So i start my mission, leave my residence
******* it, ******* makin' dead presidents
But *******z be wantin' they hands in my pocket say gimme
For a penny, all they feelin' is the jimmy
Like rick james i'm bustin' out on the funk
Nothin' up my sleeve, the ************t is in the trunk
But don't make me bop that ************t, and it's on
'cause i can get rocky like sylvester stallone
*******z shootin' stones, mother******* a sly
If i wanted to i could hit ya with my third eye
Then you'll be in a deep sleep
So bring the band by, 'cause ******* chokin' like i mad fly
I'm still takin' *******z out
With the ************t that's droppin' out my mouth
'cause, i'm still the same *******
(chorus)
Yeah minute you win it, a ******* ain't a loser
It's a black ******* hittin' corners on a beach cruiser
Or you might catch a ******* in a chevy
'cause my mother******' ************t is so heavy
Rap skits kicked to the curb, they gets no play
When i'm rollin' in the 4-54 in l.a.
******* the radio and they format
I got ************ made ******* killa wrote on my doormat
So *******z don't ring my bell
I gotta bad attitude and i'm mad as hell
'cause i break god damn necks with my rhymes
*******z in the street don't wanna ******* with mine
Devil's be askin' what i did
Tell 'em i make funky ass records, plus i built pyramids
But *******z in the streets i'm a good fella
In the trench like gotti, and the umbrella
Still the same *******
(chorus)