Something Like That (Clean)

[Intro: Dr. Dre & MC Ren]

Ah yeah, yo, Ren, you ready to do this?

Yeah, Dre, let's rip it up

Ayo, Yella Boy, won't you kick me that funky beat right here

Yo, we got my homeboy Eazy-E in the house

Compton's definitely in the house

Ayo Ren, what we gon' call this - "Tell 'Em What Your Name Is"?

Yeah, somethin' like that

Well, let's do this on the one, right here

[Verse 1: MC Ren & Dr. Dre, Dr. Dre]

Back by demand, and it wasn't luck

Because you as the public, you should know what's up

"Compton's N the House" was more than gold, it was a hit

'Cause it was based on a gangsta tip

So our final conclusion has been permitted

Punks made us a target and knew that we'd hit it

But that was a part of showbiz

Ayo, homeboy, why don't you tell 'em what your name is

[Verse 2: MC Ren & Dr. Dre]

Well, for the record, it's Ren, and for the street, it's villain

And strapped with a gat, it's more like Matt Dillon

On "Gunsmoke," but not a man of the law

I'm just the baddest Black brother that you ever saw

See, I peep, and then I creep on a fool

Get my blood pressure high, but still stay cool

Dig a grave of the sucker lookin' up to me

That really had the nerve that he could step to me

Who was the man in the mask? Well, I was waitin' to ask

You know, it's MC Ren gettin' ready to blast

Gettin' respect in showbiz

Ayo homeboy (What's up?)

Won't you tell 'em what your name is?

[Verse 3: Dr. Dre]

Dre, the one and only doctor, skeezer hopper

The sucker duck brother stopper

Back with a vocal track that's a fresh one

So now, let's go ahead and get the session

Goin', flowin', it's time to start throwin' rhymes

So keep in mind all the suckers I'm blowin'

'Cause I'ma start showin' the time

Never sayin' I'm the best, I'm just goin' for mine

Unlike a lotta suckers who claim they're gettin' busy

When their records only make good frisbees

You need to quit runnin' off the mouth

Stop and think, before you put some whack - out

It's not difficult, in fact, it's kinda simple

To create something funky that's original

You either talkin' 'bout the place to be

Who you are, what you got, or about a sucker MC

[Interlude: Dr. Dre & MC Ren]

Ah yeah, you know what I'm talkin' about, Ren

Yeah, I know what you're talkin' about, Dre

But I still don't think they know what you're talkin' about

Alright, alright

Well, let's kick another verse right here on the one, alright?

Right here? You ready?

Kick it

[Verse 4: MC Ren & Dr. Dre]

This is portable, something to flow through your ear

Ren and Dre will appear when the sound is clear

To hype it up like we always do, and that's the trick

Sayin' some lyrics that make the girls wanna ride our tips

But it's an everyday thang

Communicating to y'all with the Compton slang

Compton's back in the house and your apartment

So open your door, by the way, so we can start it

Test the monitors and call this mic

'Cause the way we feel, we're gonna rip it up tonight

I got my mic in my hand, with a hell of a grip

Girls screamin' and thangs, now it's a trip

Waitin' for the grand finale, or the end

Or stupid rhymes said by Dre and Ren

Well, like a kid, we get new shoes and go faster

Smilin', like hell, as we move past the

Suckers, the dumb brothers with the ego hype

When we're positive and they're on a negative type

And if think we're about to quit

I suggest you get off the tip

[Outro: Dr. Dre & MC Ren]

Ah yeah

Yo, this is MC Ren and Dr. Dre, kickin' it in the place

Ah yeah, you know that

We got my mellow Ice Cube in the house

DJ Yella providing the beat

Eazy-E in the house

Ayo, I wanna say "What's up" to my homeboys from CMW

We got Laylaw and Timmy T cold coolin' in the place, word

Yeah, ooh, ooh

Hahaha - ayo Ren, what we gon' call this - "Tell 'Em What Your Name Is"?

Yeah, somethin' like that (Ooh, ooh)

Haha, ah yeah (Ooh, ooh)

Compton's definitely in the house (Ooh, ooh)

Word (Ooh, ooh) (Ooh-ooh)

Hahahaha

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(Last one)

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