Nigga Called Ren

Nigga Called Ren Lyrics

Ten years muthaf**ka'z, these bomb ass raps hooked up wit ant banks

Made the bay bridge collapse ren's rap[voice]
b**ches be havin claps and crabs on a day
I came outta state, like a movin yay
It's all about ren and banks like hoo riders
Muthaf**kin compton niggas got them true riders
Industry full a sh*t make a nigga shake spots
These muthaf**kin clones bitin bone and pac
f**k magazines i get five mics who the source
Wit all this street sh*t my niggas took it by force
Ten years ago the villain revealin a new text
Guaranteed legendary endorsin big checks
Broke off to sex real niggas don't die
Nigga thinkin you the sh*t cause ya homie lie

Chorus[all you b**ch ass niggas wanna ride wit me
Knowin damn well you can't come inside wit me
Now the villain is back again who is it
The black nigga that they call reeeeen
Ren's rap verse 2
b**ches be havin signs readin ren come and f**k
Villain be meditatin have the trick feel we matin
Hands off controllin they minds like remotes
Compton niggas be shovin they dicks down them deep throats
I'm compton most wanted like eight and chill
f**k the radio and the b**ch dianna still
We don't be givin a f**k like niggas shermed up
Heard i was f**kin wit banks got yo ass turned up
Lyrically i can't be f**ked wit wit a pen
b**ches be sayin they pussy hurt again by that nigga ren
I niggafied like them do foself soldiers
Street niggas comin up slangin straight bolders
Too much dick to swallow got yo ass about to choke
When i nut yo face creamy white like you sniffin coke
f**k that my muthaf**kin dick weighs a ton
I see you b**ch niggas wanna run uh,
Chorus;
Ren's rap verse 3
These niggas ridiculous makin me laugh like jamie foxx
Shackin wit they mommas actin like they fort knox
Clone niggas created them all like yakube
Wonderin why they gettin booed imitatin icecube
Cacky suits niggas permed the f**k up
In eighty seven it's cool in ninety seven burn the f**k up
West coast full a droughts wit no clout
Most of yall muthaf**kas don't know what yall talkin bout
Got niggas drinkin ya poison like jim jones
Villain be shippin gold in three muthaf**kin time zones
But the villain residin on fault lines
Amaeture niggas thought they could duck but caught mine
Right jabs and bruce lee kicks and back flips
Hooked up wit this nigga from the bay to stack chips
Big thangs reedit that sh*t i be the fattest
Black muthaf**ka real nigga status uh