Tha Chill - Showtime lyrics

[Verse 1: MC Ren] Born and raised in the CPT Newest sixteen n***as couldn't f** with me Blowing out n***as in parties was elematary 18th n***a the may, rap history Smoke the best weed hoes exotic Pretty toney ya b**h, she told me she got it The sh** is too simple you n***as you make it hard You a** should resign n***a never resigned Hub city taught my black a** well That's why's no ending to this villianist tales And in the street n***as still respected From the first f**in mic I blew in and soundchecked it Check one-two, n***a split the swisher Let me knock down three like (...) fisher This is Calli, where the Villain was born I'm on stage at the Staples n***a you in the form And it's... [Hook] You know when villain hit the stage Grab the mic start doing my sh**, it's This n***a in the front row, mad dawg And I ain't trippin cause this b**h know, it's Now wave your hands in the air hell yeah n***a we don't care, cause it's It's showtime n***a grab the weed light it up Put yo middlefingers up, what! [Interlude] Man, you n***as is pathetic man Makin the villain came out and do this sh** for y'all Don't make have to do this sh** again n***a bring it back now, Villain [Verse 2: MC Ren] n***as know I'm the mad scientist Cause if it ain't ruff it ain't the motherf**in villain, n***a Y'all n***as know I f**ed wit the best All this f**in G sh** came from the west Best weed with the baddest hoes Can depaint deuces, trays and 4's But f** that I'm on my way to the show b**hes wanna jog before I walk to the door I'm like Game give it up for the hub I'm like my n***a Don Mega throwin the dub Got love for my n***as in the bay Compton, Watts, Long Beach, LA So don't trip on the California love Villain just gotta give it up - thats whats up Y'all see me when I come to your town I hit the stage, do my sh** homie it's goin down And it's... [Hook] You know when villain hit the stage Grab the mic start doing my sh**, it's This n***a in the front row, mad dawg And I ain't trippin cause this b**h know, it's Now wave your hands in the air hell yeah n***a we don't care, cause it's It's showtime n***a grab the weed light it up Put yo middlefingers up, what! [Interlude] Man you b**h a** n***as feel the sh**, though n***as wish I can make them spit like this You know what? n***a f** it Bring it back now, villain [Verse 3: MC Ren] Verse three, let me finish this sh** Renincarnated another f**in hit A street cla**ic, ahead of my time I swear I leave my f**in body everytime that I rhyme On the charts let me see the b**h climb n***a Ren did it again the sh** mine Should I kick back for another ten Renincarnate come back to little Ren But that lil n***a colder than me Ya last gotta wait to see so don't f** with me Hub city we done did it again Ya know we ain't loosin when you f**in with Ren But tonite it's only cracking We about to do a show 6 minutes to go So grab your b**h, homie blaze the blunt And make sure you punk a** right up front Cause it's... [Hook] You know when villain hit the stage Grab the mic start doing my sh**, it's This n***a in the front row, mad dawg And I ain't trippin cause this b**h know, it's Now wave your hands in the air hell yeah n***a we don't care, cause it's It's showtime n***a grab the weed light it up Put yo middlefingers up, what!