[Chorus: Tammi Holt]:
Bitch-ass Ren
You don't know who you fuckin' with
Ah yeah [x4]
We can see thru the bullshit
[Verse 1: Tweedy Bird Loc & Baby Bird]:
MC Ren has a gat to his head
- Squeeze the trigga
Diss just fucced up and dissed the wrong nigga
Yeah, you fool, I'm knowin', bitch
That you diss, I got the bitch-ass murder one to be, triccin' pissed
- Now I see Tweedy Loc must dismiss this joke
And fuccin' with me, punk, will sure get you smoked
- The fool must wanna hurry up and die
When I finna bury the bitch in one of them bomb-ass berry pies
- Ayo, you know well what's worse?
I would love to see you ride in the bacc of a hearse
- With Eazyyyyy, ah
You came up dead turned blacc on your hood, bitch
- Thе bitch scared to come back
But that's not good
- This is from your homies
Kiss my blacc ass and thеn get the fucc on with yo' butt-head hood rats
- That's right, nigga, yo' rap is sloppy
- If your record sold, bitch, is because you bought your own copies
Eric short-ass runnin' around thinkin' that he's hard
Knowin' he can't take a shit, without his mothafuccin' bodyguard
- So don't none o' y'all tricks
I'm just sayin' some names
I can see through the bullshit, the Tweedy's peepin' all game
[Chorus: Tammi Holt x2]:
I can see through the bullshit
[Verse 2: Tweedy Bird Loc & Baby Bird]:
I need a gangsta bitch
- And MC Ren is here
I make one false move but you still ain't gettin' shit
Bitch-ass nigga
- White boy
Black skin, but much better known as MC Ren
- Goin' to the mosque, if the plot is schemed
- Takin' all this pen to yo' mothafuckin' Slave Master Reverend then
You always that mothafucca braggin' on them guns
- But if the Tweed gonna do it, nigga, consider it done
For real though, in my hood you can't stomp in
'Cause real Gs, nigga, still live in Compton
- Now how the fuck could she be a threat?
You're the one tryna win Ronnie points his ass somewhere else to sit
Bitch scared to say my name
- And plus you still wasted your time
Punk mothafucca gonna bear with me on this mine
- Behind closed doors, green-faced down on the floors, shakin'
- Me as sneaky as I be R-E-N backwards FD
- Little did he know, that I was videotapin'
White Millers-ass let 'em die with them fools
- Click
Crazy Ren bitch 'cause I can see through the bulllshit
[Chorus: Tammi Holt x2]:
I can see through the bullshit
[Verse 3: Tweedy Bird Loc & Baby Bird]:
Fucc that same ole shit, nigga, that you stressin'
Keep yo' ass standin' there witcho bitch
- Smith n Wesson finna light yo' ass up, what's yo' ass get, fool
Fucc wit' me, nigga, and it's blood you will drool
I'll take the beer? from your kid
- Tie it on your neck, riiiight
Take yo' blood on shoes then I beat my thighs
When I ride a punk-ass bitch, knowin' he trippin'
- But ain't shit I let her shoop? a nigga handle your business
- Were you claimin' you big, I know you thankin' you is
But you still ain't step to me
- So, mothafucka, you scared?
- Ren didn't play his cards right
- Hard got fucked by Tweed all night
- Tweedy Bird is all right with me, all right with me
- All that mothafucka Dangerous slow, but really ain't no tellin'
- Why you so mothafuckin' ass that I always [?]?
Ain't no shit 'bout killin', blame it all on the movies
Rap and kill shit but White Pride
- What's it to me, yeahhhh
Ain't shit, gives a fucc about Ren and a sun-burned bitch
I got boys in the pen from burnin' up your whole clicc
Same old shit that's out the door, same ol' shit that I'm seein' through
The N-I-N-I X
- See through the mothafuckin' bull
[Chorus: Tammi Holt]:
See through the bullshit
I can see through the bullshit
Punk-ass punk-punk-ass
Punk-ass bitch, ohhhh yeahh
Ren
