Mc Ren - Still The Same Nigga Lyrics
Hey pull over there dawg them my niggaz over thereAightWhat up niggaz? yall seen that punk ass nigga ren?Yeah that nigga came through yesterdayYall seen that nigga video?Na, I aint seen that niggas shit yet manMan, that niggas shit whack any way, aight dawgAight niggaHey nigga put this inThough you didnt like that nigga, man why you always listenin to his shitcause nigga, Im on his nuts fool, just turn that shit upMan pass me the phone, yeah man whats happenin?Yeah, so, we be there in a minuteHey man, turn on the tvYeah nigga roll up that weedFool, you got some papers?Yeah its in the room on the dresserHey man I dont see emHey man look in the closetOh!! damn nigga, what the ***** you doin in the closet, fool?Scared the ***** outta me, whassup?[bang!!!](chorus)(repeated)And check it out yall (yo, Im still the same nigga)This nigga be creepin on fools all day and nightI got determined millimeters nigga, ***** a fightcause niggaz dont scrap no mo, thats a no noFools get hot, they shoot yo ass on the spotcause ***** made niggaz get *****ed like a hoBut be outta work like that nigga arseniocause niggaz be talkin shit behind my backWishin they could get they hands sweatty on my nut sackI aint from ohio, but Im a playerSo ***** ass niggaz what the ***** ya gotta say aPoppa gotta brand new bag when I rockcause niggaz on the corner sellin shit out the ziplockUh, but me and my niggaz sit back and relaxWhile I ***** it up bustin on them tight ass tracksYeah, you niggaz know where you can find meIm kickin back in compton with my niggaz behind meStill the same nigga(chorus)I used to be a magician, but a nigga gave up trickscause my assistance was *****in too many dicksSo I start my mission, leave my residence***** it, nigga makin dead presidentsBut niggaz be wantin they hands in my pocket say gimmeFor a penny, all they feelin is the jimmyLike rick james Im bustin out on the funkNothin up my sleeve, the shit is in the trunkBut dont make me bop that shit, and its oncause I can get rocky like sylvester stalloneNiggaz shootin stones, mother***** a slyIf I wanted to I could hit ya with my third eyeThen youll be in a deep sleepSo bring the band by, cause nigga chokin like I mad flyIm still takin niggaz outWith the shit thats droppin out my mouthcause, Im still the same nigga(chorus)Yeah minute you win it, a nigga aint a loserIts a black nigga hittin corners on a beach cruiserOr you might catch a nigga in a chevycause my mother*****in shit is so heavyRap skits kicked to the curb, they gets no playWhen Im rollin in the 4-54 in l.a.***** the radio and they formatI got ***** made nigga killa wrote on my doormatSo niggaz dont ring my bellI gotta bad attitude and Im mad as hellcause I break God damn necks with my rhymesNiggaz in the street dont wanna ***** with mineDevils be askin what I didTell em I make funky ass records, plus I built pyramidsBut niggaz in the streets Im a good fellaIn the trench like gotti, and the umbrellaStill the same nigga(chorus)
