[ The DOC; Intro ]
First thing i want to say, is;
It’s gaved up for real niggas:
(yeah) Eazy-E, (mhm) Dr. Dre, (right) Ice Cube
[ MC Ren ]
Ayo, Yella-Boy
He, hi Ren
Alright, look: check this out;
These motherfuckers got me foolin’, like, a boy John’s jungle, man
(Hey, is that MC Ren?)
Y’all almost all forgot! Hehe;
(Is that Chill?)
What a thanks for showing up
[ Chorus ]
I keep it gangsta, y’all;
(My nigga Ren)
The gangsta, y’all
(We keep it gangsta)
The gangsta, y’all;
(Yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah)
(I like hardcore lyrics, and, like, stuff, that was pumpin’ from the street; stuff, that tells what’s going on; and i already like too much stupid, stupid lyrics)
I keep it gangsta, y’all
[ MC Ren; Verse 1 ]
I busted in a boots, like John real smooth
Had at mic leakin’, thats a motherfucking truth;
Get on the mic, and lose my mind like Kanye
While y’all niggas tryna’ floss on the holiday;
You trays, morgan first sunday
First monday, i’m lifting of the round way;
They thought they had this, but homie, my rest had a status
Go black pass, while i’m on the mic, operates;
Me and my nigga Chill, pumpin’ in the wheel
In that glow civil, CPT until;
Y’all niggas know the emo, more listen to your demo
Thrown that shit out of a digital window;
I keep it movin’, Hub city G’s
Bitch peace, now get off your knees;
So long, mane, have a good trip
This the east side Compton, tell a nigga sleep, don’t trip
You know what?
[ Chorus ]
(I don’t give a fuck)
I keep it gangsta, y’all
(Starring to this the whole makin’ here;
You know what?)
(I don’t give a fuck)
I keep it gangsta, y’all
(You bang, one of the busters;
We pushed that line.)
(We keep it gangsta;)
(I don’t give a fuck)
I keep it gangsta, y’all
[ MC Ren; Verse 2 ]
Where we at?
(West Coast!)
Who doin’ it the most?
(West Coast!)
They fuckin’ with us?
(Fuck that!)
Nigga-the-villain, was gone, but you want me to do that;
Lookin’ for me, like some crack on the carpet
Nigga went proper, people talkin’, who started;
Kickin’ old shit, get out of my vision
Villain be back with a villain precision;
Keep your mouth closed, stay up in L.A.,
Skinny, plat; what the fuck happened to you, mane?
This shit okay, this shit can blow
This shit low-key, bitch, take it slow;
I come from the Hub, CPT
(You-Must-Yeah!)
Nigga be DP;
Peace the key i rest, peace the see in dub
This the shit you been along ride to fuck a club;
Go up in a dubs, like, west side can let
These niggas been talkin’ shit, like, they want the chin check;
Where’s my gold jacket? Nigga whole of fame
You nigga’s, all the same, dont nobody know your name
[ Chorus ]
(I don’t give a fuck)
I keep it gangsta, y’all
(I don’t give a fuck)
I keep it gangsta, y’all
(You know what?)
(You know what?)
(I keep it gangsta, y’all
Alright, check this out, right;)
(I don’t give a fuck)
I keep it gangsta, y’all
Gangstas (gangstas), gangstas (gangstas)
Gangstas (gangstas), lil’, fuck with you, busters, you prankstas
(Hey wassup, Ren; hey)
(You know what?)
The gangsta, y’all
(It’s a bomb-ass weed)
The gangsta, y’all
(Pull this, like, some OG, or where do you are a kush)
The gangsta, y’all
(Y’all don’t give you a G, or where, do you, like, will understand me)
The gangsta, y’all
(Ren)
The gangsta, y’all
(You know what?)
[ Outro ]
Hey, Chill…
Alright, alr-alr-alr-alr, so, look on: a-a, give me 5 dollars, um; alright, check this out, look, so: you know, pops, you know what i’am sayin’; they’re had me to corner, just, go to school; cops, was just trying to get niggas to kill, man. So, i had a little dum buddy, lil foolish, swagging, you know what i’m sayin’ with the several diseases; you know what i’m, sayin’: pops, he gived me a two-shot dillinger; you know what i’m sayin’: a two-shot dillinger; he said: “nigga, you can’t go to that school, nigga. The niggas gonna kill you, nigga.” You know what i’m sayin’: he said: “take this two-shot dillinger, and keep that shit gangsta.”
Two-shot, by the rock
I came up, then everybody again was the raw
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