Lyrics
MC Ren: You know Hutch man, I let one of these bitch made niggas get away with
something the other night man, I shouldn’t a let him get away with it Cold 187um: Put a foot to his ass
MC Ren: What did you say? Put a foot to his ass?
Cold 187um: That’s right man
MC Ren: Wow, that beautiful man, wow, that’s what I’m gonna do to him,
put a foot to his ass. You know what Hutch man, I think I’mma adopt that
formula for myself man, wow
Nigga I’m the black giant puttin shit down
You niggas aren’t familiar with my sound
I’m shockin motherfuckers like water and a live wire
Makin niggas feel the fire like Richard Pryor
The Great Elephant, the Bitch made nigga Killa
I’m steppin on you niggas like a Godzilla
A living legend like Shaq
The beggining and the last Mohican
Cause I be seekin to have niggas tweakin through the weekend
I gives a fuck about the radio and faggot sounding disc jockeys
Bust yo fuckin mouth like we playin hockey
I stick and move like rocky cause I’m cocky
A motherfuckin nuclear bomb couldn’t stop me I throw a bottle at the mirror and make it shatter
Niggas in LA shut the fuck up and make ya shit fatter
I’m lookin for the niggas with the skills
Not the niggas that woke up this morning saying they wanna rhyme
You can always tell whack niggas by the clothes that they wear
I bitch slap the niggas tie em' up in a chair
Don’t gives a fuck if baby yellin that it ain’t fair
Cause you know this nigga Ren, nigga just don’t care
Yeah, I’m that motherfucker sittin on my throne and it’s on Got you niggas mind blown
It ain’t no turnin back when ya on a mission
For the opposition, niggas keep on wishin
I don’t give a fuck I’m a real nigga
Niggas swingin on my dick cause my nuts bigga
Blow they motherfuckin brains like a sawed off
I bust that funky ass shit then they hauled off
Fuck a mother fuckin record deal could of been a pimp
But I’m that nigga puttin fear in ya fuckin ear
So raise the fuck up, when niggas be bumpin that shit
Wanna suck this dick? wanna fuck that trick
I gotta heata when I need a nigga
My niggas smoke a fuckin pound of bud
Leaving bitch made niggas in a puddle of blood
I gives a fuck about em', I just kick it on the block
And handle my shit, with my motherfuckin nigga Rocc
So fuck a crew, nigga, I’m all alone
When I’m spittin fly shit on the microphone
And I’m that black nigga sittin on my throne
And it’s on, got you motherfuckin mind blown
Niggas get sprayed like Raid I have em' droppin
Moppin, shootin niggas up like Charles Bronson
J Rocc, a nigga playin it for keeps, so keep
Fuckin up in the Compton streets, yo Ren pass a nigga that 38
So I could set all these bitch made niggas str8
Now tell me, do you wanna take it toe for toe strap for strap
I’d rather bust a cap in your fuckin back
Take a look, what you see is a crook, breakin every rule in the book
I try my best not to get locked up But at the same time I steady be fuckin up At the shack, niggas be sippin on that yat
Breakin off a freestyle on my nigga Hutch’s track
It’s Big Rocc once again it’s on and I got you motherfuckas str8 mind blown
Yeah
