Something Like That (2002 Digital Remaster) - N.W.A.

Ah yeah yo ren yo ready to do this sh*t

Yeah dre let's rip sh*t up

Hey yo yella boy

Why don't you kick me one of them

Funky *ss beats

Yo we got my homeboy eazy e in the house

Compton's definitely in the house

Yo ren whatta we gonna call this sh*t

Tell 'em what yo name is yeah something like that

Alright let's kick this sh*t on the one

Kick it

Back by demand now it's big as f**k

Because you as the public you should know what's up

Compton's in the house was more than gold

It was a hit

'Cause it was based on some crazy sh*t

So our final conclusion has been permitted

Punks made us a target

And knew that we'd hit it

But that was a part of showbiz

Hey yo homeboy

Why don't you tell 'em what your name is

Well for the record it's ren

And for the street it's villain

And strapped with a gat

It's more like matt dillon

On gun smoke but not a man of the law

I'm just the baddest motherf**ker that you ever saw

See I peep and then I creep on a fool

Get my blood pressure high but still stay cool

Dig a grave of a ni**a lookin' up to me

That really had the nerve

That he could f**k with me

Who was the man in the mass

While I was waitin' to action

You know it's mc ren

Kickin' mucho a**

Gettin' respect in showbiz

Hey yo homeboy whassup

Why don't you tell 'em what yo name is

Dre the motherf**kin' doctor b*tch hopper

The sucker motherf**ker stopper

Back with a vocal track that's a fresh one

So now let's get the motherf**kin' session

Goin' flowin'

It's time to start throwin' rhymes

So keep in mind all the suckers I'm blowin'

'Cause I'm a start showin' the time

Never sayin' I'm the best

And just goin' for mine

Unlike a lotta suckers

Who claim they're gettin' busy

When their records only make good frisbees

You need to quit runnin' off the mouth

Stop and think

Before you put some whack bullsh*t out

It's not difficult in fact it's kinda simple

To create something funky that's original

You need to talk about the place to be

Who you are what you got

About a suck mc

Oh yeah that's what I'm talkin' about ren

You know what I'm sayin'

Yeah I know what you're sayin' dre

But you still ain't told 'em enough man

Alright alright

Well let's kick one more verse right here

Alright

Kick it

This is portable something to f**k with ya ear

Ren and dre will appear when the sound is clear

To f**k it up like we always do

And that's the trick

Sayin' some sh*t

To make the b*tches wanna suck our d*cks

But it's an everyday thang

Communicating to y'all with the compton slang

Compton's back in the house to your apartment

So open your door

By the way so we can start it

Test the monitors and call this mic

'Cause the way we feel

We're gonna f**k it up tonight

I got my mic in my hand

With a hell of a grip

B*tches screamin' and sh*t now it's a trip

Waitin' for the grand finale or the end

Or stupid rhymes set be dre and ren

Well like a kid we get new shoes and go faster

Smilin' like hell as we move past the

Suckers the motherf**kers with the ego hype

'Cause we're positive and they're on a negative type

And if you think we're about to quit

Motherf**ker you ain't heard sh*t sh*t

Yeah but that sh*t was funky

You know I'm sayin' ren

Yeah I know you're sayin'

This is mc ren and dr dre

Cold kickin' it in the place

Ah yeah my mellow eazy e in the house

Yella boy in the house

My boy ice cube

Arabian prince cold rockin' sh*t

Oh yeah hey I'm a say whassup

To my homeboys from cnw

Yeah hey yo ren whatta we gonna call this sh*t

Tell 'em what yo name is yeah something like that

Hoo hoo

Hoo hoo hoo

Hoo hoo hoo

Hoo hoo