| Ninteen-ninety-mothafucking-one
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| N.W.A back in this mothafucker, yo
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| Takin' out all you commercialized-ass niggas
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| And we’re on this laid back track
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| And we’re doin' this one kinda smooth
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| So whatcha gonna do, Dre? |
| — Kick it!
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| And so on, let the shit flow on
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| Because I need somethin' to go off on
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| The mothafuckin' D-R-E servin' a death wish
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| So I’mma hit you like this
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| Early in the morning, hop into the B-en-z
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| I got 44 ways of gettin' paid
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| Sittin' in my lap as I roll off the Compton blocks
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| To scoop up Ren, I heard shots
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| 1, 2, 3, then I seen a nigga
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| Hoppin' the fence and it was Ren on the mothafuckin' trigger
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| He got in the Benz and said
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| «Dre, I was speakin' to yo' bitch O’Shea»
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| And as we roll on, I seen the patroller creep
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| So we got ghost before they peeped
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| Me and Ren in a black CE, yo
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| Bumpin' some funky shit by the D.O.C
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| I gotta get paid, paid in a hurry, see
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| I got a have it if I’m not paid thoroughly
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| I start takin', makin' sure my shit is steady bumpin'
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| A nigga always into somethin'
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| Ba-ba-ba-ba! |
| Fuck the mothafuckin' police cause they push that black man down
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| and they kick him in his mothafuckin' balls. |
| Goddamn police, fuck them!
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| Come down, MC Ren
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| I heard a dope beat, somebody told me that Buck did it
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| But if Dre didn’t do it I can’t fuck with it
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| N.W.A is like a mix a fix a trix
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| Real niggas with big dicks
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| You’re takin' a chance when you think that
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| Talkin' under your breath won’t lead to young death
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| Fuckin' up shit, ain’t shit but a killin'
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| For a nigga labeled as bein' a mothafuckin' villain
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| But you don’t know me, a record can’t tell ya
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| How so many prayed I’d be a mothafuckin' failure
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| Real niggas gotta have top rankin'
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| I hooked up with three more niggas and started makin'
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| Funky-ass shit for your system
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| Might sound nice so it makes you wanna listen to a
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| Sample of a ruthless organization
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| But you don’t want a confrontation
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| Real niggas don’t play
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| Yella, Eazy, me, and the nigga nigga Dre
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| Yo, always makin' sure that my shit is steady bumpin'
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| A nigga always into somethin'
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| Boom-boom! |
| Look at that bitch walking down the mothafuckin' street
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| Now she know the Admiral wanna hold my dick in
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| Because that bitch’s booty is so na-na-na-na-na-na-nasty
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| Yeah, the world’s most dangerous group
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| Definitely in this mothafucka
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| Sendin' a shout-out to all the bitches out there
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| Yo, you can get the pick up to suck a dick up 'til you hiccup
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| You know what I’m sayin'
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| Yo, cause I’m a nigga for life
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| And I really don’t give a fuck
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| I’m goin' for mine, every time
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| I see a fuckin' softy, punk strong as coffee
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| A nigga like that best to back up off me
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| Yo, cause these are the days and the times of the real niggas
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| False niggas, end up as tossed niggas
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| And that’s on the real, cause I’m a nigga that kills
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| Again and again, so tell 'em what’s up Ren
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| If I’m not into nothin', I don’t feel right
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| So I grab the nine and the clip and go and murder mothafuckas at night
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| Because I’m startin' to fiend, from sittin' in a cell
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| Where the crime was too tragic I couldn’t make bail
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| So now they gotta hold me
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| And listen to rehabilitation over and over, sayin' they told me
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| But I don’t give a fuck cuz I know my shit is pumpin'
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| A nigga always into somethin'
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| 1991 and N.W.A get the job done
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| Admiral Dancehall gonna sing this little tale 'bout a girl that’s quick fi lick
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| me dick, it goes something like this…
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| Da girl quick fi lickin' me dick, da girl quick fi lickin' me dick
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| Da girl quick fi lickin' me dick, she got a dirty habit
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| Di gyal fi wicked ah wiley
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| Gyal fi wicked ah wiley
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| Wicked ah wicked ah wicked
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| Ah gyal fi wicked ah wicked
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| Because the Admiral Dance
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| I come and announce
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| My name is Admiral D. y’all
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| Rastafari had to get up on sound ja
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| Doctor Dre, a he mon tha masta
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| MC Ren even him come kinda fasta
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| Here come Yella wit tha wickedy wickedy wax
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| Wickedy wickedy wax
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| W-wickedy wickedy scratch-a
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| That’s why the Admiral
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| Me lyrics dem ah taught
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| Everyone-a
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| NWA is in tha house
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| Is in tha house
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| Is in tha house-a
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| A listen up cu' we in tha house
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| Could ya
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| Up up
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| Listen up up
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| Uh, up up
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| Just listen up up
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| Because…
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| Rem? |
| Dance every lady love me
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| Could ya, every lady come and-a run gets me
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| Because me singin' on the NWA album
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| That’s why me singin' up on the NWA album, gal |