| Lyrics: | [MC Ren]
Yeah nigga, MC Ren up in this motherfucker
(West West y'all)
Yeah, L.A.
niggaz
L.A. niggaz rule the world nigga
Y'all niggaz gotta recognize,
yaknahmsayin?
Niggaz don't wanna peep game, yaknahmsayin?
But this shit come all the way
back around here
My nigga Dre, droppin heat box on y'all bitch-ass
Yaknahmsayin? You gotta
recognize
L.A. niggaz, connected all over the motherfuckin world, nigga
Recognize
this
[Time Bomb]
Now in my younger days I used to sport a rag
Backpack full of cans
plus a four-four mag
G'd from the feet up
Blued up from the sewer's how I grew up
Loc'n,
smokin and drinkin til we threw up (threw up)
At Leimert Park, taggin, hittin fools
up
Ditchin my class, just to fuck yo' school up
You don't wanna blast, nigga tuck yo' tool
up
But don't sleep, y'all niggaz quick to shoot you
Now there's another motherfucker with no
future
But Time Bomb much smoother when I manuever, dope like Cuba
Got em jumpin {*King T
starts speakin, indecipherable*}
[King T]
I'm comin |
