Compton’s N The House/100% Diss (Dedicated To The Wacky Wack Crew) lyrics

[Intro: Dr. Dre, Yella, Eazy-E & MC Ren]
Yo, f*ck this sh*t up, alright?
Ah yeah, About to f*ck it up
Yo Yella, let's do this sh*t
Yo, we gotta waste some time on this muthaf*ckin' tape, so me and my boy MC Ren about to get loose, yo, Yella boy, won't you kick that bass here on the one, kick that sh*t
*Scratches "Compton's in the house" throughout*
Yeah, we about to cold get stupid on your cassette, we got my homeboy Eazy-E in effect, we about to cold get dumb
Muthaf*ckin' right, yo, Compton's in the house, yeah, we're in the house, we're in the muthaf*ckin' house, check this out, yo Ren, won't you walk up to the muc and bust this funky-ass rap that we wrote
Ready to do this?
Do this sh*t, kick this sh*t

[Verse 1: Dr. Dre, MC Ren, Dr. Dre & MC Ren, & Eazy-E]
People from everywhere watching the show
Paying top dollars because they know
When we're on the stage, we're in a muthaf*ckin' rage
So Dre
What up?
Why don't you get the 12 gauge
Yeah
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, suckers?
You want some of this?
Then you're a stupid muthaf*cka
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 bullsh*ttin'
[Verse 2: MC Ren, Dr. Dre, MC Ren & Dr. Dre]
Dope - like a pound or a key (Yeah)
So just shut up and listen to me
I make a killin'
I got money to the ceilin' (Why?)
'Cause I'm a muthaf*ckin' ruthless villain
MC Ren - stomping any fool in my way
With some help from my homeboy Dre

[Verse 3: Dr. Dre, MC Ren, Dr. Dre & MC Ren]
Now my name is Dre the muthaf*ckin' doctor
On your cassette, i'm here to rock ya
With some help from my homeboy E
The criminal of the Ruthless posse
f*ckin' it up, word up, is what we do
The reputation of the N.W.A crew
Gettin' busy because we're cold stompin'
And we're born and raised (in the streets of) (Compton)

[Verse 4: Dr. Dre, MC Ren, Dr. Dre & MC Ren]
Speaking of Compton, it's making me sick (Why?)
Everybody's talking that crazy sh*t
Saying they were raised in the CPT
Just as I was, they try to be like me
Poppin' that sh*t, get the f*ck out my face
Knowin' that they never even seen the place
Claiming my city, it's my city they claim
Muthaf*cka, we're about to put some salt in your game
[Break: Dr. Dre & MC Ren]
Ah yeah, you know what we talkin' about, Ren?
Ah yeah, cold in effect on the one
Yo, I'm tired of these muthaf*ckas running around town
Talking about they're from Compton and sh*t
Trying to get on the bandwagon
Yo, it's them stupid muthaf*ckas with the wack records, man?
Yeah, you know what I'm talkin' 'bout, let me tell you what we're talking about, right about now, kick that sh*t

[Verse 5: Dr. Dre, MC Ren, Dr. Dre & MC Ren]
What do you call a crew that can rap like that?
Yo N.W.A call them muthaf*ckas wack
Yeah, you know what time it is, listen to why we call them wack
They got a wacky wack record with a wacky wack crew
Yo, what about the lyrics?
That sh*t's wacky wack too
With a f*cked up style and a f*cked up show
Ayo Ren, what about the scratching, is it def?
f*ck no!
The muthaf*ckin' record is so muthaf*ckin' wack
They musta did it on a muthaf*ckin' sixteen-track

[Outro: Dr. Dre]
Yeah, don't ever think you can get none, you stupid muthaf*ckas!
("Compton's in the house")