N.W.A — Alwayz Into Somethin Edited

[Intro: MC Ren] The year is 1991, N.W.A back on the streets yo Taking out all you commercialized suckers And we're on this laid back track And we're doin' this one kinda smooth So whatcha gonna do, Dre? - Kick it! [Verse 1: Dr. Dre] And so on, let the beat flow on Because I need something to go off on The one and only D-R-E servin' a death wish So I'mma hit you like this Early in the morning, hop into the B-en-z I got 44 ways of getting paid Sitting in my lap as I roll off the Compton blocks To scoop up Ren, I heard shots 1-2-3, then I seen Ren Hopping the fence and with the .45 inside his hand He ran to the Benz, got in and said "Dre, I was speaking to your girl O'Shea" And as we roll on, I seen the patroller creep So we got ghost before they peeped Me and Ren in a black CE, yo Bumping some funky tracks by the D.O.C I gotta get paid, paid in a hurry, see I got a habit if I'm not paid thoroughly I start takin', makin' sure the money is steady coming Because I'm always into something [Interlude: Admiral Dancehall] [Verse 2: MC Ren] I heard a dope beat, somebody told me to go through it But if Dre didn't do it I can't flow to it N.W.A is like a mix of hard time and hard rhymes In the same lines You're taking a chance when you think that Talking under your breath won't lead to young death Taking a life, ain’t nothing but a killing For a brother labeled as being a young black villain But you don't know me, a record can't tell ya How so many prayed that I be just another failure Real G's ain't about faking but taking I hooked up with N.W.A and started making Funky hyped lyrics for your system Might sound nice so it makes you wanna listen to a Sample of a ruthless organization But you don't want a confrontation Real G's don't play Yella, Eazy, me and my homeboy Dre Yo, always making sure that my beats is steady bumping Because I'm always into something [Interlude: Admiral Dancehall] [Verse 3: Dr. Dre] Yo, because I'm in it for life And in the beginning I was stacking Now everyone wanna jack-in Watching a softy, punk strong as coffee A brother like that best to back up off me Yo, cause these are the days and the times of the real G You cross me, you getting tossed see And that's on the real, cause I'm know to get ill Again and again, so tell them what's up Ren [Verse 4: MC Ren] If I'm not into nothing, I don't feel right So I get my boys and we roll yo, and start some wrecking at night Because I can never conceive myself from sittin' in a cell Where the crime was too tragic I couldn't make bail So now they gotta hold me And listen to rehabilitation over and over, sayin' they told me But I don't really care, cause I know my music is bumping Now Ren is always into something