Yeah, who dis?
Yo, this Hutch man, oh, what's up?
What up *****, what's happenin'? Yeah, check this out
I ain't even in right now, ah, so leave a message at the beap

I'll get back, peace, yo what's up man, it's me, man
Pick up the phone, *****
It's Hutch man, what's up?
Hey, what's up dog? Hey ***** what time is, man?

Hey, I don't know, man, I'm just sayin' man, I was just callin'
To see what's poppin', man, what's goin' down
***** I'm about to rest, dog
Aww, man Saturday n **** and you talkin' about rest?

Man, what you talkin' about
I was at that mother***kin' studio *****, all night
Man let's go get some 40s, *****es, somethin' man, do somethin'
Hey, hey, ***k, what you gonna do
Aw, aw it's like Ren, Ren what's up?
Aw *****, gonna hang up on a *****, ****

Come on and step on in, no turnin' back
While I drop **** that have your mind turnin' black
*****, I break God damn necks, when I drop verses
And blind your sight from the **** that I recite

Live from Compton it's Saturday night
But ain't no joke, 'cause I don't play that ****
*****z you know I ain't no mother***kin' comic
Droppin' street knowledge, plus a ***** Islamic

Hoodrats they do the hoochie boogie for a ***k
But that **** don't be workin'
When I'm rollin' in my truck, the farthest they get is a big wheel
For real and *****-made-*****z get they caps peeled

When I walk, puts a hole in the floor, with the steel toe
As if you didn't know, now that you know ***** act like you knew
And if you continue trippin', mother***k you
I'm walkin' with my *****z with the help of 187 on this tight *** track

So step the hell back and you can't afford to sleep
Because my **** gets deep

Okay, time for me to rustle more ****, represent to the fullest
Every time that I'm spit, get cha lit
Get cha lifted, get cha high as you wanna go
Breakin' fools off that wanna floss your gold

'Cause I hate flossers and I hate braggers
I hate short stoppers and I hate laggers
On the real, *****z be wanna free kick it p***
So they can beat your **** and jack your ***

I give 'em 187 times to try
But on the real, they better off committin' suicide
Slide me the tech Ren, so I can show 'em
That I'm not to be trusted and not to be ***ked with

And definitely not that mother***ker
They wanna press they luck with
I keep it goin' uncut and if I get mad enough
I shoot they whole ***kin' set up

And don't say I didn't warn ya
It ain't funny when you be a victim by the corner
187 be the gate keeper
'Cause where I'm from, the **** gets deeper

My **** gets backed up for days and days
It's hard to sleep, my **** is too deep
Well, how in the hell am I gonna deal with new *****z
That be comin', hollerin' wolf and ain't put out **** yet

Rollin' down the street in my 4 5 0
Throwin' wack *****z **** out my window
'Cause rarely do I see *****z that be comin' with that funky *** ****
That make you say ***k ay, go shoot a ***** down

But here comes that black ***** that they call Ren
Makin' *****z go and act crazy again
*****z be ***kin' fools for the hell of it
Some down old *****z better not come this way

'Cause I just don't give a ***k
'Cause I get in a baby gangsta mode
***** slappin' *****z with my fist
'Cause I insist I'm a hell of a lyricist

But my roots in the street
Killin' playa haters over some wicked *** beats
Me and my *****z come and get your ***
Then me and my *****z beat up on that ***

'Cause me and my *****z, ***** love the creep
When the **** gets deep, it gets deep