Something Like That (Letra)

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[Dre] Ah yeah, yo Ren, yo ready to do this shit ?
[Ren] Yeah, Dre, let’s rip shit up
[Dre] Hey, yo Yella Boy, why don’t you kick me one of them
funky beats ?
[Ren] Yo, we got my homeboy Eazy E in the house
[Dre] Compton’s definately in the house. Yo Ren, whatta we gonna
call this ? Tell’em what yo name is ?
[Ren] Yeah something like that
[Dre] Allright, let’s kick this shit on the one
Kick it

[Ren]
Back by demand, now it’s big as fuck
because you as the public, you should know what’s up
"Compton’s in the House" was more than gold, it was a hit
cause it was based on some crazy shit
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 showbizz
[Dre]
Hey yo homeboy, why don’t you tell’em what your name is ?
[Ren]
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 motherfucker that you ever saw
See, I peep and then I creep on a fool
Get my bloodpressure high but still stay cool
Dig a grave of a nigga lookin’ up to me
that really had the nerve that he could fuck with me
Who was the man in the mass, while I was waitin’ to axe
you know, it’s MC Ren kickin’ mucho ass
Gettin’ respect in showbizz
Hey yo homeboy [Dre: Whassup ?] Why don’t you tell’em what yo name is ?

[Dre]
Dre, the motherfuckin’ doctor, bitch hopper
The sucker-motherfucker stopper
Back with a vocal track that’s a fresh one
so now, let’s get the motherfuckin’ session
goin’, flowin’. It’s time to start throwin’
rhymes. So keep in mind all the suckers I’m blowin’
cause I’m a start showin’ the time
Never sayin’ I’m the best and just goin’ for mine
Unlike a lotta suckers who claim they’re gettin’ busy
when their records only make good frisbees
You need to stop runnin’ off the mouth
Stop and think before you put some whack bullshit out
It’s not difficult, in fact it’s kinda simple
to create something funky that’s original
You need to talk about the place to be
who you are, what you got, about a suck MC

[Dre] Oh yeah, that’s what I’m talkin’ about, Ren,
You know what I’m sayin’ ?
[Ren] Yeah, I know what you’re sayin’, Dre, but you
still ain’t told’em enough, man
[Dre] Allright, Allright
Well, let’s kick one more verse right here, allright
Kick it

[Dre]+[Ren]
This is portable, something to fuck with yo ear
Ren and Dre will appear when the sound is clear
to fuck it up like we always do, and that’s the trick
Sayin’ some shit to make the bitches wanna suck our dicks
But it’s an everyday thang
communicating to y’all with the Compton slang
Compton’s back in the house and your appartment
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 fuck it up tonight
I got my mic in my hand, with a hell of a grip
Bitches screamin’ and shit, now it’s a trip
Waitin’ for the grand finale, or the end
or stupid rhymes set be Dre and Ren
Well, like a kid, we get new shoes and go faster
Smilin’, like hell, as we move past the
suckers, the motherfuckers with the ego hype
cause we’re positive and they’re on a negative type
and if think we’re about to quit…
motherfucker you ain’t heard shit

[Dre] Yeah, that shit was funky, you know what I’m sayin’, Ren ?
[Ren] I know what you’re sayin’, this is MC Ren and Dr.Dre
cold kickin’ it in the place
[Dre] Ah yeah, my mellow Eazy E in the house
Yella Boy in the house
my boy Ice Cube
Arabian Prince cold rockin’ shit
[Ren] Oh yeah, hey, I’m a say whassup to my homeboys from CNW
[Dre] Yeah, hey, yo Ren, whatta we gonna call this shit ?
Tell’em what yo name is ?
[Ren] Yeah something like that…

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Something Like That (Letra)

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(track 9 – time 3:03)
(rick ferrell/keith follese)

It was labor day weekend i was seventeen
I bought a coke and some gasoline
And i drove out to the county fair
When i saw her for the first time
She was standing there in the ticket line
And it all started right then and there
Oh, a sailer’s sky made a perfect sunset
And that’s the day i’ll never forget

I had a barbeque stain on my white tee shirt
She was killing me in that miniskirt
Skippin’ rocks on the river by the railroad tracks
She had a suntan line and red lipstick
I worked so hard for that first kiss
And a heart don’t forget something like that

Well it was five years later on a southbound plane
I was headed down to new orleans
To meet some friends of mine for mardi gras
When i heard a voice from the past
Comin’ from a few rows back
And when i looked, i couldn’t believe just what i saw
She said i bet you don’t remember me
And i said only every other memory

I had a barbeque stain on my white tee shirt
You were killing me in that miniskirt
Skippin’ rocks on the river by the railroad tracks
You had a suntan line and red lipstick
I worked so hard for that first kiss
And a heart don’t forget something like that

Like an old photograph
Time can make a feeling fade
But the memory of a first love
Never fades away

I had a barbecue stain on my white tee shirt
She was killing me in that miniskirt
Skippin?rocks on the river by the railroad tracks
She had a sun tan line and red lipstick
I worked so hard for that first kiss
A heart don’t forget, no a heart don’t forget
I said a heart don’t forget something like that
Oh, not something like that

Something Like That (Letra)

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(track 9 – time 3:03)
(rick ferrell/keith follese)

It was labor day weekend i was seventeen
I bought a coke and some gasoline
And i drove out to the county fair
When i saw her for the first time
She was standing there in the ticket line
And it all started right then and there
Oh, a sailer’s sky made a perfect sunset
And that’s the day i’ll never forget

I had a barbeque stain on my white tee shirt
She was killing me in that miniskirt
Skippin’ rocks on the river by the railroad tracks
She had a suntan line and red lipstick
I worked so hard for that first kiss
And a heart don’t forget something like that

Well it was five years later on a southbound plane
I was headed down to new orleans
To meet some friends of mine for mardi gras
When i heard a voice from the past
Comin’ from a few rows back
And when i looked, i couldn’t believe just what i saw
She said i bet you don’t remember me
And i said only every other memory

I had a barbeque stain on my white tee shirt
You were killing me in that miniskirt
Skippin’ rocks on the river by the railroad tracks
You had a suntan line and red lipstick
I worked so hard for that first kiss
And a heart don’t forget something like that

Like an old photograph
Time can make a feeling fade
But the memory of a first love
Never fades away

I had a barbecue stain on my white tee shirt
She was killing me in that miniskirt
Skippin?rocks on the river by the railroad tracks
She had a sun tan line and red lipstick
I worked so hard for that first kiss
A heart don’t forget, no a heart don’t forget
I said a heart don’t forget something like that
Oh, not something like that

Something Like That (Letra)

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[dre] ah yeah, yo ren, yo ready to do this shit ?
[ren] yeah, dre, let’s rip shit up
[dre] hey, yo yella boy, why don’t you kick me one of them
Funky beats ?
[ren] yo, we got my homeboy eazy e in the house
[dre] compton’s definately in the house. yo ren, whatta we gonna
Call this ? tell’em what yo name is ?
[ren] yeah something like that
[dre] allright, let’s kick this shit on the one
Kick it

[ren]
Back by demand, now it’s big as fuck
Because you as the public, you should know what’s up
"compton’s in the house" was more than gold, it was a hit
Cause it was based on some crazy shit
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 showbizz
[dre]
Hey yo homeboy, why don’t you tell’em what your name is ?
[ren]
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 motherfucker that you ever saw
See, i peep and then i creep on a fool
Get my bloodpressure high but still stay cool
Dig a grave of a nigga lookin’ up to me
That really had the nerve that he could fuck with me
Who was the man in the mass, while i was waitin’ to axe
You know, it’s mc ren kickin’ mucho ass
Gettin’ respect in showbizz
Hey yo homeboy [dre: whassup ?] why don’t you tell’em what yo name is ?

[dre]
Dre, the motherfuckin’ doctor, bitch hopper
The sucker-motherfucker stopper
Back with a vocal track that’s a fresh one
So now, let’s get the motherfuckin’ session
Goin’, flowin’. it’s time to start throwin’
Rhymes. so keep in mind all the suckers i’m blowin’
Cause i’m a start showin’ the time
Never sayin’ i’m the best and just goin’ for mine
Unlike a lotta suckers who claim they’re gettin’ busy
When their records only make good frisbees
You need to stop runnin’ off the mouth
Stop and think before you put some whack bullshit out
It’s not difficult, in fact it’s kinda simple
To create something funky that’s original
You need to talk about the place to be
Who you are, what you got, about a suck mc

[dre] oh yeah, that’s what i’m talkin’ about, ren,
You know what i’m sayin’ ?
[ren] yeah, i know what you’re sayin’, dre, but you
Still ain’t told’em enough, man
[dre] allright, allright
Well, let’s kick one more verse right here, allright
Kick it

[dre]+[ren]
This is portable, something to fuck with yo ear
Ren and dre will appear when the sound is clear
To fuck it up like we always do, and that’s the trick
Sayin’ some shit to make the bitches wanna suck our dicks
But it’s an everyday thang
Communicating to y’all with the compton slang
Compton’s back in the house and your appartment
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 fuck it up tonight
I got my mic in my hand, with a hell of a grip
Bitches screamin’ and shit, now it’s a trip
Waitin’ for the grand finale, or the end
Or stupid rhymes set be dre and ren
Well, like a kid, we get new shoes and go faster
Smilin’, like hell, as we move past the
Suckers, the motherfuckers with the ego hype
Cause we’re positive and they’re on a negative type
And if think we’re about to quit…
Motherfucker you ain’t heard shit

[dre] yeah, that shit was funky, you know what i’m sayin’, ren ?
[ren] i know what you’re sayin’, this is mc ren and dr.dre
Cold kickin’ it in the place
[dre] ah yeah, my mellow eazy e in the house
Yella boy in the house
My boy ice cube
Arabian prince cold rockin’ shit
[ren] oh yeah, hey, i’m a say whassup to my homeboys from cnw
[dre] yeah, hey, yo ren, whatta we gonna call this shit ?
Tell’em what yo name is ?
[ren] yeah something like that…