Posts Tagged ‘NWA’

04-11.11 Etiquetas: NWA

COLLEGE GIRLS ARE EASY

Anywhere i go a fly girl will please me
east to west college girls are easy
this story’s kinda funny it’s one about the hunnies debbi was the girl who used to do it like a bunny and how about mona?her hips was like a mota i heard she likes to do it in the back of a toyota and then there was amie now how can you blame me she wanted it so bad she offered to pay me and vicki gettin weazy both a bit sleezy cuz all college girls are just to easy
(chorus)
anywhere i go a fly girl will please me
east to west college girls are easy
anywhere i go a fly girl will please me
east to west college girls are easy
1,2,3,4,5,6,7
days a week the college girls be beggin
to get a guy to sexually perform
so whenever i get horny i go to the dorm
went to the dorm sunday around midnight
i saw a hunny and she gave me an invite
to her room and said that she had been scopin
me in english class and now she was hopin
just to talk (yeah right) but now instead
since we was alone she’d rather get me into bed
i nibbled on her ear and said i hope your in condition
then she got down in a yoga like position
took off her clothes and said her name was dianna
her chest was bigger than the state of indianna
she said let’s get busy, i don’t want to lose ya
and needless to say i knocked it like a hoosier
chorus
Monday, tuesday, wednesday, thursay, friday and weekends
thats when i’m hangin out with my friends
why just the other night lookin for a party we
went to the house of some girls in a sorority
the music was live and the party was a rock-up
not all the girls were cute but they all had big knockers
well i was just scopin and hopin and glancin
at the college hunnies on the dance floor dancin
thats when i saw the cutie (cutie)
with the little booty (booty)
i introduced myself as jeff she said her name was judy
i knew that she adored me but my friends for me
judy was the type of girl thats wild and horny
Chorus (2 times)

04-11.11 Etiquetas: NWA

ALWAYS INTO SOMETHING

Ninety ninety mothafuckin’ 1

NWA’s back in this mothafuckin’ yo

Takin’ out all you commercicalized ass niggaz

And we’re on this lay back track

And we’re doin’ this well kinda smooth

So what’s you’re gonna do Dre, Kick it!

It’s so on le the shit flow on

Because I need somethin’ to go off on

The mothafuckin’ D-R-E servin’ a death wish

So I’m a hit you like this

Early in the morning hop into the B-enz

I got 44 wayz of gettin’ paid

Sittin’ in my lap as I roll off the Compton blocks

To skoop up Ren I heard shots -

1 2 3, Then I see the nigga

Hop in de Benz and it was Ren on the mothafuckin’ trigger

He got in the Benz and said

“Dre I was speakin’ to de bitch O’shey” [Ice Cube]

And as we roll on I seen the patrol on crip

So we got ghost because they beat

Me and Ren in de black CE, yo,

Poppin’ some funky shit by de D.O.C

I gotta get paid, paid in a hurry see

I gotta have it if I’m not paid fully

I start takin’, makin’ sure my shit is steady bumpin’

A nigga’z ALWAYZ INTO SOMETHIN’

I hear a dope beat

Somebody told me to buck dead

But if Dre did’nt do it I can’t fuck with it

NWA is like a mix a fix a trix

Real niggaz with big dicks

You’re takin’ a chance when you think that

Talkin’ under your breath won’t lead to young death

Fuckin’ up shit and shit by the killin’

For a nigga labled as bein’ – A mothafuckin’ Villain

But you don’t know me, a record can’t tell ya

I was so afraid I’d be a mothafuckin’ faliure

Real niggaz got a hat-top breakin’

I hooked up with 3 more niggaz and started makin’ -

Funky-ass shit for your system

Might sound nice so it makes you wanna listen to a

Sample of a ruthless organization

But you don’t want the conferntation

Real niggaz don’t play -

Yella, Eazy, Me and the nigga nigga Dre

Yo, alwayz makin’ sure that my shit is steady bumpin’

Yeah, the world’s most dangerous group

Definetly in this mothafucka

Sendin’ a shout-out to all the niggaz out there

Yo you can get in the pick up and suck de dick up ’till you hick-up

You know what I’m sayin’

Yo, cuz I’m a nigga for life

And I realy don’t give a fuck

I’m goin’ for mine – Every time

I see a fuckin’ softy -

Punk strong as coffee

A nigga like that best to back up off me

Yo, cuz these are the dayz and the times of de real nigga

False niggaz, NWA’z toss’ niggaz

And that’s on de real Cuz I’m a nigga that killz

Again and again so tell ‘em what’s up Ren

If i’m not no nothin’ I don’t feel like

So I grab de 9 n’ de clip and go to murder mothafuckaz at night

Because I’m startin’ to feel

I’m sittin’ in a cell with a crimerz too tragic it could’nt make bail

So now they gotta hold me

And listen to rehabilizations over and over

Sayin’ they told me

But I don’t give a fuck cuz I know my shit is pumpin’

A nigga’z ALWAYZ INTO SOMETHIN’

02-11.11 Etiquetas: NWA

DAY OF WAYBACK

What we gonna do right here is go back…

Now this is some shit that’s from the Dayz of Wayback,

When niggas in Compton first started to jack.

When the bitches wouldn’t give you no pussy

if you wasn’t sellin’ drug,

So many bitches in my neighborhood got mugged.

They always loved that shit.

They want a nigga that’s sellin’ Ks.

But nowadays they workin’ at Mickey D’s.

But in the Dayz of Wayback

I couldn’t be laid back,

Because I needed ends and I made that.

I get the nine from my nigga that he lend me and

Start robbin’ muthafuckas, just like cowboys and indians.

Anything it took to get paid.

A nigga like Ren already had the plane made.

And I was in it to win it and not to lose.

And shit, it start blowin’ up, once I lit the fuse.

And police couldn’t touch me because I was payin’em.

But not with no money – Yo, I was frayin’em.

And never get caught because nobody is snitch,

But one hoe did – so Ren had to shoot the bitch!

Now she’s in a coffin and my life is better off and

‘Cause everybody knows who’s the bossin’:

That black nigga that they call Ren.

You fuck with me, you gotta fuck with a Mac-10.

So listen to me as I reminisce the Dayz of Wayback…

So check it out y’all…

It was once a time in the Dayz of Wayback

When niggas was gettin’ jacked.

In fact it was one I used to pass through up,

And kickin’ ass through up.

Muthafuckin’ Compton Massacre…

Now let me tell you a little something about Compton

When I was a kid and puttin’ my bid in.

Yo, Compton was like still water – just strictly calm.

Now it’s like muthafuckin’ Vietnam.

Everybody killin’, tryin’ to make a killin’,

Niggas stealin’, muthafuckas willin’ to dealin’.

With so many ways to come up

The average nigga didn’t give a fuck

About another muthafucka in this game and

Claimin’ what he claimin’,

Livin’ like he livin’,

Killin’ after killin’.

Murder was a dirty job. To rob a dead man

Was the best plan ’cause a dead man never ran.

But now your best friend is your worst friend.

Greed, cash the fee. Make a me more some of what you holdin’.

So now your shit is stolen

And you and your niggas start rollin’.

Yo, to get your shit back ain’t a word of.

Muff? It’s more murder, more murder, more murder.

They wanna make you think that it’s a crack thang,

Or a black thang

Or some niggas in a muthafuckin’ gang…

But guns and money they go together like the Ku Klux Klan

A nigga brung up and strung up.

Why do I call myself a nigga you ask me?

Rememberin’ the days that’s past me…

Yo, never givin’ niggas a chance to rest.

The ghetto is like a fuckin’ survival test.

And number one way for you to pass,

Yo, get treated like a king and they’ll crown your ass.

They never in the wrong though,

So I made a song so

Muthafuckas had know

If, yo, livin situations make you wanna get a gat…

That’s ’cause you livin’ in the Dayz of Wayback…

29-10.11 Etiquetas: NWA

AUTOMOBILE

Yo Dre man I take this bitch out to the movies and shit man we’re kissin’

and grindin’ and shit so we hop in the back seat you know man this bitch

rubbin’ all over my dick and frontin’ like she’s gonna give me the pussy

man and the bitch said 3 words man :

STOP NO and DON’T [oh shit]

I said BIIIITTTTTTCCHH …

You don’t have to front on me dear [don't front me..]

So why don’t you just give that pussy hair? [hehehe ahah]

If you’d be good to me, [yeah yeah]

ohh I’ll be good to you, [ahahha]

and we’ll both ride home in my automobile… [fuckin' head in this car]

All that I want is a little puss’ [that's all he wants]

All that I want is just a little head [ahaha just a little bit]

If you’d be good to me, [good]

ohh I’ll be good to you, [ah]

and we’ll both ride home in my automobile…

You don’t have to front on me bitch, [don't front on me muthafuckin' bitch]

Don’t be afraid – it’s only a dick [ahaha it's only a dick .. ]

Give up the pussy soon, [yeah soon]

All I want is a little, [little]

oh get your groopy ass up my hotel room [ahhhhhhhuuu]

oh get your groopy ass up my hotel room [get out get out...]

All I want is the pussy [ha!]

All I want is the pussy [pussy]

All I want is the pussy [godamn right!]

All I want is the pussy [pussy pussy pussy pussy..]

If you’d be good to me, [yeah, ho']

ohh I’ll be good to you,

and we’ll both ride home in my automobile [kick some more shit]

we’ll both ride home in my automobile… [ah yeah]

21-10.11 Etiquetas: NWA

2 HARD MUTHA’S

[Eazy-E]

Yo Dre where’s the goddamn drum machine?

[Dre]

Aw shit I left the muthafucka with Poog

[Eazy-E]

You dumb muthafucka

what the fuck we gonna do now?

[Yella]

Hey, man I got some drums in the back

[Dre]

Man what the fuck is he talkin’ bout

[M.C. Ren]

Yo does it look like we can play some fuckin’ drums?

[Yella]

Man I can play the drums

[Everyone except Yella]

Bullshit!

[Yella]

Man I used to fuck it up at Compton

[*Arguin'*]

[M.C. Ren]

Give this nigga some sticks….

Yo Fuck it up Yella

[M.C. Ren]

Yo were two hard muthafuckaz

takin’ out any punk ass suckaz

can you believe this or so be frightened

were strong as fuck, with the power of a titan

settin’ a mark of destruction get it

so don’t front, and say you ain’t with it

you wanna rumble with us you can’t hang

cause were something like a two man gang

start some shit is what we do best

scared by the suckaz say fuck the rest

so yo Eazy bust it and shoot to kill

and tell these stupid muthafuckaz the deal

[Eazy-E]

I look you dead in the eye and I spit

tell you to your face punk you ain’t shit

I don’t give a goddamn about feelin’s

I’m just as a happy as long as I’m killin’

a 187 is in progress nigga

just as soon as I pull this trigger

automatic heavily I start firin’

and the kids on the block

I’m the one there admirin’

a bad mouth nigga on the violent tip

I catch you talkin’ some shit

and I’mma bust your lip

now who you gonna tell that I’m makin’ ya soft

the police ain’t shit cause I pay ‘em off

I move slow always ready to go so fuck it

and bitches on my dick they know they can suck it

I’m a hard head, always havin’ a fit

when I’m not allowed to tear up shit

[Eazy-E & M.C. Ren]

I’m a hard muthafucka

[Chorus]

2 Hard Muthafuckaz! (x4)

[M.C. Ren]

Now look at me I’m a crazed bitch

with a case to a profanity pitch

Ren is a nigga that don’t give a fuck

to pussy ass fool tryin’ to press his luck

I’m ready to scrap that’s if your ready to go

I take you out goin’ toe to toe

E saw the conversion and hit you from the back

while you gettin’ fucked by a ruthless jack

critical condition is what you recieved

thinkin’ up some back up to go on retrieve

but Eazy tell what would happen my man

Eazy-E: “they would get fucked up by a ruthless clan”

so it’s simple we don’t give a fuck right

so you and ya boys can get the fuck out my site

I’m on tilt with class gettin’ ready to blast

cause I’m a hard muthafucka

[Chorus]

2 Hard Muthafuckaz! (x4)

[Eazy-E]

Eazy and Ren is fuckin’ it up again

schemin’ up a plot before we begin

cause niggaz like to stare like a bitch sometimes

they say how can them niggaz have some a hell of a rhyme

[M.C. Ren]

It’s simple tell ‘em what we mean

when the two baddest muthafuckaz step on the scene

[Eazy-E]

Now this is some shit

[M.C. Ren]

Yo what are you sayin’

[Eazy-E]

you stupid muthafuckaz they think I’m playin’

talkin’ all kinda shit of shit but I’m crackin’ it up

I can afford to laugh cause I’m backin’ it up

I’m not a busta I’m more like a hitman

so if you don’t wanna throw then you can get down

you don’t like the fuck away from me

so you can stop the shit, tryin’ to fuck the E

[M.C. Ren]

You heard what he said

it’s the truth so whats up

so if you want me to go then I’mma bout to nut up

the 2 baddest muthafuckaz alive

so I don’t think you and your boys can survive

you gotta girl, well if she’s good to go

I bet me and E already fucked the hoe

a train was in effect and your bitch was rott

by a hell of a nigga that was hard to stop

[Eazy-E]

Yo Ren lets jet lets get the fuck on out

[M.C. Ren]

because everybody knows what where talkin’ about

[Eazy-E & M.C. Ren]

Where two hard muthafuckaz!

[Chorus]

2 Hard Muthafuckaz! (x4)

20-10.11 Etiquetas: NWA

APPROACH TO DANGER

Eazy:

What you want is an unexpected approach,

that may delay a suspects awareness of your presence,

until you have a chance

to assist the situation you are confronted.

Approach to danger, don’t move;

it’s hard to predict what will happen next.

(Oh shit, he has a gun!) drop the gun

you could’ve prevented a tragedy.

Ren:

You can approach, but the danger-light is blinking,

a self-desctruct button is activated when I’m thinking.

This is a tribulation, the weakened judge,

the prophecy was fulfilled cause I never budge.

I took up the tools, crucifixion was the extreme,

they’re seeing doubles of me, but it wasn’t a dream.

One vision was of life, the other was death,

Then I didn’t give a fuck if death took your last breath.

So you burn in my pit that I call hell,

where you got send because your shit don’t sell.

My twenty-twenty was blurry from the smoke,

of the niggaz that I burned and tormented but I didn’t choke.

I started doing ‘em, I kept on doing ‘em,

do ‘em for shoot ‘em up till that nigga Ren was booing ‘em.

And my presence to the suckers was of a stranger,

but fuck it, they can approach to the danger.

Eazy:

If you can be seen, you can be hit.

If you can be hit, you can be killed.

(He’s on the line! Shoot him!)

Dre:

Fatal approach to danger, just to remain a strangeler,

outrun, the shot of a gun with a ganger.

Murder in the first degree, but it’s worse to be,

a dead motherfucker or a nigga in custody.

With everybody thinking of death I kept working,

to be one of the last niggaz left.

So many people looking for hope, they’re broke,

without checking the fingerprints on the motherfuckers’ throat.

A heart of steal can reveil the real nigga in me,

so figuring to see the D-E-A-D

bodies like a nigga’s straight walking in a cemetary,

so it’s very necesarry to carry ammunition for niggaz wishing,

but they better take caution, before Dre goes off,

and starts killing motherfuckers,

just in order to change the anger for the real nigga,

when I approach to danger

Approach the motherfucking danger,

Come back to hell and send me some time… (this is it y’all)

Eazy:

Final approach to danger, death, destruction around every corner,

another dead body and you wanna keep running.

But even the rain turns black,

all you can do is stay alert to try to say out of the search-light.

No prison, nobody makes bail,

everybody gotta go but see, it ain’t no jail.

Think about death, taking your last breath,

heart beating like a motherfucker like there ain’t no time left.

For so many ways to stay up, I gotta get mine,

even though they wanna make a crime.

Yo, I’m being real, a better or latter in the beginning,

because it will release the fucking police.

Fuck ‘em, I approach to danger,

cause I don’t give a fuck if somebody gotta get fucked up.

So you might as well kiss your ass goodbye,

cause in the long run… (we’ll all die)

15-10.11 Etiquetas: NWA

BOYS IN THE HOOD

Eazy-e]
cruising down the street in my 6-4
jockin the freaks clocking the dough
went to the park to get the scoop
knuckleheads out there cold shooting some hoops
a car pulls up who can it be
a fresh el camino rolled, kilo g
he rolls down his window and he started to say
it’s all about making that gta
Chorus
cuz the boyz n tha hood are always hard
you come talking that trash we’ll pull your card
knowing nothing in life but to be legit
don’t quote me boy, cuz i ain’t saying shit
[eazy-e]
donald b’s in the place to give me the pace
he said my man jb is on freebase
the boy jb was a friend of mine
till i caught him in my car trying to steal my alpine
chased him up the street to call a truce
the silly cluck head pulled out a deuce-deuce
little did he know i had a loaded 12 gauge
one sucker dead, la times first page
Chorus
[eazy-e]
bored as hell and i wanna get ill
so i went to a place where my homeboys chill
the fellows out there, making that dollar
i pulled up in my 6-4 impala
they greet me with a 40 and i started drinking
and from the 8-ball my breath start stinking
love to get my girl, to rock that body
before i left i hit the bacardi
went to her house to get her out of the pad
dumb hoe says something stupid that made me mad
she said somethin that i couldn’t believe
so i grabbed the stupid bitch by her nappy ass weave
she started talkin shit, wouldn’t you know?
reached back like a pimp and slapped the hoe
her father jumped out and he started to shout
so i threw a right-cross cold knocked him out
Chorus
[eazy-e]
i’m rollin hard now i’m under control
then wrapped my 6-4 round the telephone poll
i looked at my car and i said, "oh brother
i throw it in the gutter and go buy another"
walkin home i see the g ride
now kat is drivin kilo on the side
as they busted a u, they got pulled over
an undercover cop in a dark green nova
kat got beaten for resistin arrest
he socked the pig in the head for rippin his guess
now g is caught for doin the crime
fourth offence on the boy, he’ll do some time
Chorus
[eazy-e]
i went to get them out but there was no bail
the fellaz start to riot in the county jail
two days later in municiple court
kilo g on trial cold cut a fart
disruption of a court, said the judge
on a six-year sentence my man didn’t budge
bailiff came over to turn him in
kilo g looked up and gave a grin
he yelled out "fire!" then came suzy
the bitch came in with a sub-machine uzi
police shot the bitch but didn’t hurt her
both up state for attempted murder
Chorus

14-10.11 Etiquetas: NWA

SA PRIZE (PART 2) — [FUCK THE POLICE, PART 2]

Chorus:

Fuck the police! Fuck, fuck, fuck the police!

[Fuck them motherfuckers!]

Fuck, fuck, fuck the police!

[Get paid back] You’re motherfucking right, yo

Verse One: Dr. Dre

Fuck the motherfucking police!

They don’t want peace, they want a nigga deceased

So he’ll cease to be a problem, and by the way the perform

It seems the Klan gave the white police another uniform

And yo the black police, the house niggaz

They gave you a motherfucking gun, so I guess you figure

you made out, good to go, but you didn’t know

They would stick your black ass back in the ghetto, yo

To kill another nigga, catch him with crack, in fact

Freebase – they put in the neighborhood in the first place

But the brothers ain’t stupid, remember that

You got a gat, I got a gat, so whassup with that

A to the motherfuckin K

The last words you hear, then the smoke appears

Tears, from your motherfuckin family

They’re starin at me, but I’m goin gun happy, fuck em!

Shootin everything in sight tonight’s the night to get hyped

and fight for what’s wrong, fuck what’s right!

And by the way, my name is Dre

So listen up motherfucker to what I gotta say, yo

Chorus:

Fuck the police! Fuck, fuck, fuck the police

Fuck

Fuck, fuck, fuck the police

[Now for the first episode]

Episode One:

Yeah that shit’s hittin man, where the volume at?

Hold-up, hold-up, hold-up, one-time, one-time, one-time

Put the joint out! Put the joint out!

Hey you motherfuckers want to step out of the car?

Don’t you know it’s against the law

to play music so god damn loud? Shut

the fuck up! Go to jail? Gimme that shit you was just smoking

Motherfuckers from high crime areas view the police as a threat

And that’s some shit you betta not forget

Verse Two: Eazy-E

Eazy E’s the name feared by most

When, a lil nigga is thrown in the pen

But on the streets there’s two kinds of people

White rich fucks and the ones who get harassed like me

Pull over to the side, routine for me

Tearin up my shit, like they lookin for a key of cocaine

But they never find the shit

Ain’t got nuttin better to do and nobody else to fuck wit

Thinkin everything is stolen

But can’t face facts that a young black nigga’s just rollin

Making more money than they ever make

Taking more shit than they ever take

Yo pigs are made to kill, and no regret and

keep your hand on your weapon shoot his ass and start steppin

Cause I’m a nigga that don’t give a fuck about nothin

So let me explain a lil somethin, yo

See, I got this problem, a big problem…

Cops don’t like me, so I don’t like motherfucking cops

Chorus:

Fuck the police! Fuck, fuck, fuck the police

Fuck

Fuck, fuck, fuck the police

[Fuck the police!]

Episode Two:

Get out of the fuckin car!

Wait a god damn minute what the hell did I do?

Hey just shut the fuck up black bitch

Wait a minute, you ain’t gotta be pullin me

by my motherfuckin hair! Let

go of my motherfuckin hair!

Hey just step the fuck back and shut up!

Get your motherfuckin hands off of me!

Calm down, calm down now…

listen, we’re gonna go around this corner, and

you’re gonna suck me and my partner’s dicks, or you’re gonna

be one black dead nigger bitch

Police brutality is common in my neighborhood

That’s why I hate them motherfuckers

Verse Three: MC Ren

I said fuck the police but with a little more force

And maybe now I get my point across

It’s a lot here that’s goin on, just open your eyes and look

Everyday a young nigga is took

Off the face of the street by a police

It’s like they gotta a nigga chained on a short leash

You can’t leave out the city that they shacked up

Cause if you do that’s the right they got you jacked up

It’s embarassin because you know they justice, but all you can do

is say fuck this, because if you move, that’s all she wrote

So what? The excuse to shoot, or they rather stomp your head

til you’re dead with the steel toe boot

Harassin me with some kind of mind game

Actin like a nigga just was born with a gang-name

You call that right but when you’re black there’s no right

Some recreational shit was only a gang fight

So shootin at the cops was a street thing

To waste time have to explain don’t do cocaine

But everything was done just for peace

To retaliate, on the fuckin police, so I’m sayin

Chorus:

Fuck the police! Fuck, fuck, fuck the police!

Fuck

Fuck the police! Fuck, fuck the police!

[The final episode]

Episode Three:

Hey Juan, look at the piece of ass man

Watch out watch out watch out homes!

Oh shit man you fucked up, you hit a police car

I didn’t see that piece of caca!

Better act like you don’t speak ingles homes

…

What the fuck? Get your ass out of there, I’ve had enough

of your raggedy ass motherfuking shit!

No! No me pagan, por que me pagan, no! Por favor, no, no!

Por que?

Chorus 2X

12-10.11 Etiquetas: NWA

SOMETHING TO DANCE TO

Yo give me somethin’ to dance to

Calling the police, Calling the g-men

Calling all americans

Arabian Prince, back wit’ a style that’s hype

Not slow and low, it’s the fast type

Gettin dumped, can you hear the drums

Yo Dre why don’t you pump it up some

I pumped it up so now what’s up

Yo Yella boy, add a little cut

What the hell, you think we need some bells

Yeah, homeboy, might as well

There it is, so now what’s next

A little ssssssssssss

So find me a ho, wait a minute

You need somethin’ else then

This is what I want you to do

Feel the groove, bust a move

Yo I’m tired, what about you

Man this is somethin’ to dance to

Man that’s wack, everybody used that

Yo, why dont you bring back the other track

Yeah there you go that’s what I’m sayin

I like it when that dope stuffs playin

Real loud, in ya ear hole

Man let’s go, I think my feet are swoll’ from dancin’ so damn much

Maaaaaan, I don’t give a what

You wanna leave? With all these females pullin on my sleeve

I bet, you can jet, homeboy, no sweat

This is what I want you to do

Feel the groove, bust a move

This is somethin’ to dance to

Let the bass kick

Th-th-this is somethin ta dance to(x7)