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letra de no get bacc - mc ren

[verse 1: mc ren]
f-ck that, here comin’ that n-gg- called john doe
we with the sh-t, make you not f-ck your n-gg- no more
cut the mothaf-ckin’ grind, the streets ours
puff us somethin’ with “bigg rocc” n-gg- f-ck some stars
keep the b-tch lit, while my b-lls grow
the b-tch into your -ss n-gg- startin’ to show
you know what, who give the f-ck if white boys get rap
when i’m runnin’ through this alley n-gg- droppin’ my strap…

[verse 2: bigg rocc]
ugh, n-gg- named john doe “yeah”
f-ck with us you’ll get tagged on your toes
real spit, street n-gg-s, all pros
creep criminals, down to dulo
the snitch, love to chat with the po-po’s
that’s a no-no, get smoked like bo-do, in four door
aimin’ at your toe for sure
about to f-ck up your follos cause we loco n-gg-…

[chorus x2: mc ren]
one time for your mind n-gg- smoke that
two times on the grind, boo get strapped
three times strike out us, no get bacc
all my n-gg-z in the streets yellin’ f-ck that

[verse 3: chip dirty]
when palm is lit, the chronic is lit
and you’ll be knee deep in some gangster sh-t
when i spit, it gets f-cked up
who gives the f-ck about your name
i’ll remain named john doe, sh-t ain’t the same
when i’m blamin’ it was mine, when i’m ain’t in islam
b-tch n-gg-z rob rhymes, get b-tches for playin’ time
i’m “all in the game like a ref'”
watch your step, i hop in your -ss with the tech, n-gg-…

[verse 4: bigg rocc]
the ville, my n-gg- that i hang with “chip dirty”
it’s the n-gg- that us pour licks with
sh-t is so tight, we make haters stay sick
b-tches ridin’ all on our sh-t
back to the n-gg-s should’ve leave a fifth
and find them in the alley layin’ stiff
with the cut off d-cks
get the b-tch to cops let that n-gg- slip
they done with his -ss and they put him a casket…

[chorus x2: mc ren]
one time for your mind n-gg- smoke that
two times on the grind, boo get strapped
three times strike out us, no get bacc
all my n-gg-z in the streets yellin’ f-ck that

[verse 5: mc ren]
n-gg-z on the westcoast they love to g-ngb-ng
white mothaf-ckers trippin’ they love to talk slang
wanna be like us, but that sh-t won’t last
let the cops whoop their -ss, they back to white fast
ain’t love for the n-gg-z in the ghetto
they done say f-ck all the n-gg-z in the ghettos
chip dirty, what the f-ck you’re waitin’ for
n-gg- pull out your sh-t, come and f-ck this hoe…

[verse 6: chip dirty]
n-gg- i got a note book full of napalms
have mothaf-cker lookin’ for me like i’m been large
outlaw, joseph wells got hoes for sale
when i speak this hard sh-t n-gg- supposed to bail
get most in tail, the sh-t you see
i bit you’ll be, and you be lye on n-gg-s habitually
eventually, now b-tch n-gg-
gover man and john doe is puttin’ mothaf-ckers out the game n-gg-…

[chorus x6: mc ren]
one time for your mind n-gg- smoke that
two times on the grind, boo get strapped
three times strike out us, no get bacc
all my n-gg-z in the streets yellin’ f-ck that

[outro: quote till fade]
sh-t don’t stop, don’t stop, don’t stop

- mc ren

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