MC Ren - Hounddogz lyrics

Back in the 12th grade G

When I used to hang with CH to the IP hangin' in the halls

Tryin' to get the young bitches ridin' my ballz

We got dissed cuz we were jog' and kept to ourself shyo

Because it's all about self

We used to try to get the number and the name

But back then they wanted mothafuckaz in the dope game

We used to try to fuck with ho's

In our graduatin' class there was no woman givin' up the ass

We go to a dance, we see ho's rollin' eyes on my crew,

But what the fuck can I do?

They would'nt even give a nigga like me a chance thou [why?]

Because my feet was my transport

You ax 'em to dance they start to riff

And on the way home niggaz never gave us a lift

But now the tables turned around

Every mothafucka and his mom would wanna be down

I see the bitches at the clubs, the same ones

They're thinkin' they're fine and also runnin' the same line :

"What's up Ren, we used to be in the same class"

I'm shakin' my head yeah, now listen to line ass

They ax me what have I been up to,

Knowin' damn well I made money for my record sales

I zip on my drink and say see ya

Cuz only a four leg and pregnant mud can be ya'

People that used to hate me

Now when they see me they speak first

But used to demon raps cuz I cursed

They used to say I would'nt make it cuz I use profanity

And call myself a Nigga With an Attitude

But once again the tables turned around

Niggaz tryin' to be down - walkin' up like a hound

Especially the ones that never had nothin' to say

Now they talk to me like enow and everyday

Axin' me what's up with Eazy

Or Dr. Dre, yo did he marry Miss She'ly?

Or did the D.O.C get his voice back,

And niggaz think I'm mean when I say I'm not a magazine

Cuz when I come around I wanna kick it

The ..... is axin' me for concert tickets

The same fools, that used to go to my school

When you see my on the streets just chill and be cool

So if you realy wanna be down -

Don't crowd around a nigga like a hound!

The hound-dogs, they come in all shapes n' sizes

Jackin' 'round Ren with a gang o' surprises

Nothin' but a groopy in sheep's clothin'

The shit makes me lough when the homies want an autograph

I feel like I'm on a talkshow

Because they ax all the questions then say they gotta go

Never wanna know how I'm makin' out

All they wanna know is when my alboum's commin' out

Or ax me - 'Yo Ren, when are you goin' on tour?'

I tell 'em 'the same time like I told you before'

Then there's always one beggin' for me to kick hm down

For pissin' on my leg I never knew you you fuckin' hound!

So go back to your home and fetch yo' bone

And quit retrievin' on mine cuz nigga you got your own

And talk about me behind my back - nigga please!

So much of a hound, all you're missin' is your flees

Scratchin' all day because you're itchin'

You're tryin' to get news wishin' you was in my shoes

But trippin' like that you'd never be down

Cuz Ren don't likes a fuckin' hound -

You straight hound-dog