Who In The Fuck Lyrics - Mc Ren

[mjg] 

A natural fact: 

That I pimp tracks and freak around 

The game got cracks in them pipes, 

It's leakin' town 

My lines blow yo' mind, 

Yo' senses remain puzzled 

Attacked by the weight of the bass 

In yo' chest, 

Eightball, mjg, mc ren, 

Nevertheless 

'cause we's the most 

My real-ass lizards, 

Let's make a toast, 

And sing aloud to bustas, 

And force 'em to get ghost 

And coast to coast 

We shows loves in network, 

While some try to impress people 

And get hurt. 

Deep thoughts cloud my conscience 

As I curl, 

Up in the corner on hand, 

And then I hurl 

Call my girl 

Tell her I'm drunk 

And can't make it 

I tried to drink the whole damn bar 

And couldn't take it 

That's aiight! 

'cause come sunrise, 

I'm still rollin 

My nuts the only title I'm claimin' 

And still holdin' 

[chorus- mc ren] 

Now who in the fuck 

Wanna come and represent? 

You bitch ass niggaz, 

Y'all be too hesitant 

I, take my black ass 

Down to the south 

Bitches wanna fuck me 

While I'm in the suave house 

Nigga, who in the fuck 

Wanna come and represent? 

Oh, I know you suck that dick, 

Acting too hesitant 

We, mjg, eightball, villain, 

Make that straight nigga shit, 

That's how these niggaz feelin', uh. 

[eightball] 

Guess wo popped up, 

Straight up out the cuts 

With lyrical buckshots 

Spillin' all a nigga guts 

Touch whoever witness, 

Strays when I displays, 

A thousand different ways to get paid 

With a phrase 

Days go by, 

I be hibernatin' gettin' high 

Dreamin' 'bout l.a. 

Penetratin' somethin' fly 

Down in h-town, 

Or somewhere in the mound, 

All eyes on me, baby, 

'cause I get around 

We be like, connected 

Weak-ass niggaz get ejected 

Ooze like slime, 

Dig this hines when we wreck shit 

Uncut, coast to coast, 

Slangin' audio dope 

Manglin' mcs, leavin' 'em, 

Danglin' from ropes 

Boast, tryin' to be doper than most, 

In my profession 

Me and the villain, microphone killin' 

No blood spillin' 

Phat raps with much cheddar 

In the tellers, 

Eightball and mjg and mc ren, 

Foreva! 

*chorus* 

[mc ren] 

Fuck that, bitches, the villain be 

Out in houston, tex., 

To fuck with them niggaz from suave 

Who wanna flex. 

Bitch niggaz got kidnapped, 

With dicks in they mouth, 

Fo' fuckin' compton niggaz, and 

Niggaz from down south, 

Eightball, mjg, where you at, 

Space agent? 

Y'all prob'ly got all the bitches pagin' 

Suckin' 'casian. 

Writin' left nuts, 

Chapstick and lips, 

While bitch-ass niggaz spendin' chips, 

Just to see the hips 

South-west connection, 

Bitches bow tha fuck down 

Fuck how them other niggaz sound 

Villain be hated by niggaz because 

They bitches pussies throb 

Ready to slap that ho, 

Every time a head bob, niggaz be killin' me, 

Got that nigga t-mixx, 

Pull the fuckin' remix 

If these words don't hurt you, 

Nigga, got them stones and sticks, 

And some compton-ass niggaz 

To make you fade to black 

With some crazy houston niggaz 

In the cut in the back 

*chorus* 

Fade to end