Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Real Niggaz, artist - N.W.A.
Date of issue: 13.08.1990
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Real Niggaz |
Prisoner like a hostage |
Yo, you should of covered your muthafucking head like an ostrich |
Deep in the dirt 'cause you’s a sucker |
And you ass up high so I can kick the muthafucker |
Don’t try to hang your best abroad |
'Cause my foot will be so far up you ass, you’re get hemroids |
Before you try to fuck wit Ren |
I’ll put two in your ass and you’ll be shitting a size 10 |
First come, first serve, whoever’s got the nerve |
Step up and get what you deserve |
Other words if a muthafucking hip-hop maniac |
Brainiac, so what you oughta do is step the fuck back |
But how the fuck you think a rapper last |
Wit your ass saying shit that is said in the past |
Yo, be original, your shit is sloppy |
Get off the dick you muthafucking carbon copy |
Falling deep in the drums so many of styles |
Is one of the reasons a nigga ran a hundred miles |
Cheating and not beating, the crowd I kept seating |
But weak muthafuckas biting off and they kept eating |
Styles that kept them full of bull |
'Cause the vocals were local in nightclubs and not getting paid in full |
They got the nerve to cuss |
Only reason niggaz pick up your record is cause they thought it was us |
Yo, giving what I gotta give, doing what I gotta do |
You don’t care for me, so who gives a fuck about you |
You can’t harm me, alarm me |
'Cause we’re the generals in this fucking hip-hop army |
The niggaz wit attitudes if you didn’t know |
We blow, flow and getting loose slow from the get go, yo |
Try us and take it |
Yo, fuck this shit, Yella, kick the break in |
It’s the real thing, you are now real, real niggaz, niggaz |
You can run but you can’t hide, you know I’m a find’cha |
'Cause a nigga like Ren’s only 2 steps behind’cha |
Don’t look back, 'cause you’re shaking and all scared |
A nigga in black can be your scariest nightmare |
So sleep wit the lights on, forget that the mic’s on |
Don’t step on my muthafucking stage without nike’s on |
Don’t say it’s psychoand then you just might go |
Mentally fucked up when I let the right blow |
All these niggers wit the jibber jabber |
But couldn’t kill a fly wit a muthafucking sledge hammer |
Gangstas in black are out there |
But only because, yo, it’s the shit we wear |
On my muthafucking dick |
But I’m a love it when you drop like a muthafucking brick |
So, yo, step off, go to bed, 'cause if you’re mislead |
You get a muthafucking bullet in your dome head |
Black, the good, the bad, the ugly, you see |
A little streetwise nigga, you know me |
Rolling wit some real niggaz playing for keeps |
But you muthafuckas know who run the streets |
Wit that hardcore hip-hop rap shit |
(Now how much harder can another nigga get) |
Trying to be like us, sound like us, dress like us |
(Ashes to ashes and dust to dust |
So nigga, nigga, nigga, nigga, nigga, nigga, please |
Since you’re on the dick why don’t you drop to your knees |
'Cause I’m a muthafucka that’s out to kill |
Eazy-E, a nigga that’s real |
Real niggaz, straight off the streets of Compton |
Quick to get in your shit without second thought |
And if your ass get smoked, it’s my bullet you caught |
So if you’re talking shit about the niggaz in black |
Bow down to the King’s and Raider’s hats |
They played out, that’s what niggaz were chanting |
One nigga left and they said we ain’t happening |
People had thought we was finished and then done wit |
But if you think about it, yo, we really ain’t done shit |
Yet, so cover your ears and wipe your tears |
And quit sniffing all over my dick for new ideas |
And when the new record come, I’ll come like a fucking bomb |
Asking for fucking money, don’t buy you a fucking crumb |
You’re on the dicks of four niggaz not one |
And when it comes to dicks, you don’t even have one |
So brace yourself to make sure you don’t get fucked up |
Because if I let you slide, it’s just 'cause you lucked up |
Don’t come in my face again, because I’m a floor ya |
And if you’re a bitch, I’m a fucking ignore ya |
Because my attitudes a little bigga |
'Cause MC Ren is one of the real niggaz |
Lost in a muthafucking world of madness |
Sadness, but Dre is just a nigga that gladdest |
Sucking muthafuckas like you, making wack jams |
Because it only shows you how dope I am |
Never try to ignore us |
When I’m expressing, stand still like you’re full of rigamortis |
'Cause I’m a real nigga, but I guess you figure |
You can break me, take me, but watch me pull the trigger |
Dre is just a nigga wit hard, a nigga that’s smart |
A nigga that’s pay to say what others are scared to play |
We started out wit too much cargo |
So I’m glad we got rid of Benedict Arnold |
Yo, NWA, criticize for what we say |
But I’m a do the shit anyway |
'Cause I’m the muthafucking doctor, never faking |
Yo, Yella, kick the muthafucking break in |
NWA, straight ouut muthafucking Compton |
Taking over shit in all of the 1990's |
Yo, Dr. Dre, DJ Yella, Eazy-E |
And I am MC Ren, yo, NWA taking over this muthafucka y’all |