[Intro]
Yeah, check this out, Ren is back in this mothaf*cka for 93'
For all ya'll punk ass n*ggas
That thought I wasn't gonna do this sh*t
Back there talking all that sh*t
Won't believe me and my shoots
f*ck all ya'll n*ggas cause I come back hard 93'
So all you punk mothaf*ckas check this out n*ggas
[Verse 1]
I killed that b*tch that weighed 40 ounces
Start hitting my switches cause my fo' hit bounces
Lean to the side like a mack would do
Or I can come off like a G and mothaf*cka I'll jack you
Cause n*ggas be talking that sh*t cause
I'm f*cking the rest and I can't scrap
Who needs to scrap, my n*ggas comming from the back
So b*tches hold your panties up, tick your tits
Cause mothaf*cking Ren is making mothaf*cking hits
Still sporting khakis keep my di*k in my di*kies
Only wave them up when b*tches wanna give them hickies
Other than that, I'm looking up for number one
Cause number two I didn't trust, so my n*gga had to bust
Burry him in the back another weedplants
My n*ggas said it was the reason why the weed is so dope
Grab another b*tch twist the panties off the top
Open up my mouth and let the old english drop
But for a minute, couldn't walk a straight line
But that sh*t don't stop Ren from writing a rhyme
And punk mothaf*ckas can't hide, from a n*gga
Homicide all bullsh*t aside
[Hook]
Yeah, put the f*cking bullsh*t aside
Yeah, put the f*cking bullsh*t aside
Yeah, put the mothaf*cking bullsh*t aside
Yeah, put the mothaf*cking bullsh*t aside
[Verse 2]
Take donations from my n*ggas for the booth
I thinking of getting a case better yet I get two
Slap up the phone 6-3-2-15
b*tches ring the bell - in some f*cking tight jeans
A kiss on my cheek, but my di*k is getting jealous
She whispers she want suck when we're not around the fella's
f*ck that sh*t, b*tch, do what you gotta do
Cause when you're f*cking with Ren ho my n*ggas peoples too
Now I'm zipping on my blue black car
Thinking of the times in the boulevard
I saw people out there getting ganked sh*t
n*ggas shooting every night - n*ggas looting and sh*t
Sending n*ggas straight to the coffin
And this type of sh*t in the streets it's very often
The sh*t is like an everyday thang to me
A lot of n*ggas on my block I have them slang for me
But that ain't sh*t, my true n*ggas stay down
The plasma hard G's don't be f*cking around
And why would you even think to hide
n*gga cause you got all bullsh*t aside, check it
[Hook]
Yeah, put the f*cking bullsh*t aside
Yeah, put the f*cking bullsh*t aside
Yeah, put the mothaf*cking bullsh*t aside
Yeah, put the mothaf*cking bullsh*t aside
[Verse 3]
Train came in in some khaki shorts
And he came up on the end at the basketball court
Taking n*ggas money shooting dice at the park
But mothaf*ckas start to leave when it starts to get dark
Cause bullets don't got no mothaf*cking name
When he's shot by a n*gga from my mothaf*cking game
The n*ggas in the house just kicking it
b*tches on their knees straight licking it
Ren is in control, b*tches call me the messiah
I sip on some old drink, fool, so I can stay higher
Khakis is creased, fresh from the surplus
My little n*gga Bone starts to put up a fuss
So now they drunk his beer so he put out a tantrum
So we walk Atomic Dog, that's the will n*gga anthem
So Juvi pass the movie it's "American Me"
The only movie that's allowed to be watched by a G
Now b*tches just coming out of blocks and flats
So you can hear a smoking ho's your for rocks and blunts
Taking these b*tches for a ride, treat them all like hoes
All bullsh*t aside