Testo Compton's N The House - N.W.A

Compton's N The House

h yeah, right about now Compton’s in de mothafuckin’house
NWA’s in full effect
Hey yo yella boy, kick me that funky-ass beat
Yeah, who’s in de mothafuckin’house?
Compton’s in the mothafuckin’house!
Yeah, Compton’s definetly in the house
Hey yo Ren, what we’re gonna do?
To the people over here
To the people out there
To the people, the people, the people, people, the people, people
From everywhere watching the show
Paying top dolars because they know
When we’re on the stage, we’re in a mothafuckin’range
So Dre, why don’t you get the 12 guage
And show 'em how Eazy-Duz-It
So if you punks wanna make somethin’of it Step up, run up, get up, what’s up sucker
You want some of this?
Then you’re a stupid mothafucka!
Kickin'- like the kick from a kickdrum
Yella boy on the drum gettin’dumb
Programmin'- a beat that’s hittin'
And if you listen then you know we’re not bullshittin'
Dope — like a pound or a key
So shut de fuck up and listen to me
I make these killings
I got money to the ceiling
Cuz I’m a mothafuckin’ruthless villain
MC Ren — stamping any fool in my way
With some help from my homeboy Dre
Now my name iz Dre — de mothafuckin’doctor
Rippin’shit up and here to rock ya With some help from my homeboy E The criminal of the ruthless posse
Fuckin’it up iz what we do The reputation of the NWA crew
Gettin’busy because we’re cold stampin'
And we’re born and raised
And we’re born and raised
And we’re born and raised in Compton
Speakin’of Compton, it’s makin’me sick
Everybody’z talkin’that crazy shit
Sayin’they were raised in the CPT
Just as I was, they try to be like me Poppin’that shit, get the fuck out my face
Knowin’that they never even seen the place
Claimin’my city is my city they claim
Mothafuckaz we’re about to put some salt in your game.
Yeah I’m tired of these mothafuckerz runnin’around town, talkin’about
they’re from Compton and shit, tryin’to get on the bandwagon.
Yeah Dre, I know what you’re sayin’man, but let’s tell 'em who we’re
talkin’about.
WHAT DO YOU CALL A CREW THAT CAN RAP LIKE THAT ???
yo NWA call 'em mothafuckaz wack.
They got a wacky wack record put o’wacky wack crews
Yo what about the lyrics?
That shit’s wacky wack too
With a fucked up style and a fucked up show
Hey yo Ren, what about the scratchin', is it def?
Fuck no!
The mothafuckin’record is a mothafuckin’wack
The mothafuckin’cracka jack needs to step the fuck back …
Do you want some of this?
Hell no.
Dre the mothafuckin’doctor
Well for the record it’s Ren and for the street it’s Villain
Dre the mothafuckin’doctor
Well for the record it’s Ren and for the street it’s Villain
Yella boy, why don’t you kick me one of them funky-ass beats?
My boy. my boy. my boy Ice Cube
Yo we got my homeboy Eazy E in de house
won’t you tell 'em what your name iz?
MC Ren is the mothafuckin’Coroner
I’m gettin’rid of mothafuckaz as if they was a foreigner
Show no crip to pretend when I’m seen
I punch you can block it but I’m a still get in This ain’t a TK yo in the first
But it’s some shit from a nigga in black it’s much worse
Then a beat from Tyson cuz Ren is not nice and
Your ass is better off just rollin’a dice and
Findin’you a number for luck
Cuz you all need it when you see I don’t give a fuck
My identity, and the shit is gettin’shown
Without a video I’m still gettin’on
I’m at a show then my picture is takin'
One click of the flash and punk niggaz are breakin'
To the door, tryin’to join my fan club
Lipstickin’over one of my dubs