Lyrics:

(Chorus) 2X Nigga who the fuck got that street shit (Compton niggas) Nigga who the fuck got that street shit (Park's niggas) Nigga who the fuck got that street shit (LA niggas) My nigga who the fuck got that street shit (Real niggas) (MC Ren) A motherfuckin fiend, before I became a teen the villain was fuckin with bitches instead of cones or ice cream Niggas be killing the villain like aids with whack rhymes these niggas don't be havin no lyrics All they talk about is nines and chronic The villain be doing that but I can switch up kick some unreleased shit nigga pick your bitch up The villain be killin you niggas that's running with clicks Ren be own em' niggas be running with clicks cause they can't do it on they own lonesome From CPT to NYC, I keeps it hot bitches be worshiping a nigga with shrines and parking lots. Ten years of damage motherfucking rap god traded in the Dayton's on the foe with 3 tripods The villain be travelling at the speed of light, cause I might be uniden-tah-fied if I come whack, mothefuckers late at night Niggas be waking up forgetting the whole thing nigga it ain't over till the hoe sing, bitch sing it (Chorus) 2X (MC Ren) Ain't shit changed, still making bitches pussy's hot hanging with niggas from Compton carryin big glocks Fucking em' car hops trippin off some paint and gold D'z bitches be happy to hold these Hanging with rap niggas like Lez and Joe Clair niggas from Compton multiply and seen everywhere Making your spot hot attract the feds and protest kidnapping bitches and make the scene grotesque Real niggas and bitches niggas hanging out CPT dwelling shots reigning out Selling coke, hoes taking dicks down th