N.W.A.

Pipe that shit up, TNT
Ayy
NLE shit
NLE the top shotta, got the bomb like Al-Qaeda (No cap)
Ayy,ayy
I got the stick up in my pants, when I up it, Ima burn somethin
He thinkin I aint killing, well that nigga better learn somethin
And when we sliding, we gon wet the car, you know we tryna flip somethin
Thirty piece special out this Glock, you know that we gon clip somethin
You niggas not no hitters, yall just really just tryna fit in (Tryna fit in)
My Glock, it came out the closet cause he got a dick in (No homo)
Im a nigga with an attitude, you can call me Mac Ren
And you never know which Choppa you gon get, like Im Ben-10
Ayy, murder, murder, murder, Ima turn into an anthem
Dont **** with niggas like the KKK, but Im a Panther
These bullets went his way, I bet I turned him to a dancer
A lot of vapor in this gas, bitch, Im smoking on a Fanta
And if he try to rob me, make a nigga do a remix (No cap)
You cant relate to my music, Im speaking on some G shit
Know fishbowl in this coupe, nigga, yeah, Im screaming **** a tint
If I catch a nigga that shot my dawg, gon bust his shit
Hundred round drum and Im looking for a bozo
Stand over his body and shoot him, make him roll over
Ima leave him dead in the woods, he gon have a dirt odor
The opps think we done killing, but this shit is never over
I make em break down , I love the way the Drac sound
Aint no waitin now, we slidin til the sun down
He tried to jump up in that water, now that boy up in a lake now
Closed casket gang, we gon leave that boy face out
You niggas not no hitters, yall just really just tryna fit in
My Glock, it came out the closet cause he got a dick in
Im a nigga with an attitude, you can call me Mac Ren
You never know which Choppa you gon get, like Im Ben-10, yeah (Huh?)
Ayy (Yeah, yeah)
Thought I was done on this bitch
But we gon bring that shit back (Huh?)
We gon bring that shit back, bring that shit back (Whatd you say?)
Dig what Im saying?
Rat-a-tat-tat, brrt, brrt, bah, bah, bah
Ooh, there go the police, grab your gun and run
Then I be smiling while I shoot because the murder for fun
And why these niggas staring at me? Swear to God Im not the one
Cause Ima blam em, slam em, throw a temper tantrum
If he owe me some mother****in money, I hold him ransom
I want all the mother****in smoke, Im causing cancer
And if he dont let me in, Im breaking in like Santa, yeah
Aim it at you, ooh, ooh
What you gonna do? Ooh, ooh (What you gonna do?)
7.62 s, ooh, ooh (7.62s)
Wet him like a pool, what you gonna do?
You niggas not no hitters, you really just tryna fit in
My Glock, it came out the closet cause he got a dick in
Im a nigga with an attitude, you can call me Mac Ren
Never know which Choppa you gon get,like Im Ben-10, yeah