So Whatcha Want
MC Ren Feat. Snoop Dogg & RBX Lyrics


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Oh yea, they say it's all about drugs

So what, so what, so whatcha want?
So what, so what, so whatcha want?
So what, so what, so whatcha want?

Do you want the Villain?
Or do you be wantin' niggas
Imitatin' with no flows?
Claimin' they're pimps with no hoes
With whack shows?
Hook them to them Dazz baby
Record companies that made them
Niggas and bitches they hate them
It's all about the gimick
Tryin' to mimic original niggas that be
On the nuts with no limit's
You're gettin' circled like my niggas
Makin Hajj in Mecca
The black stones substitute us
Through the microphone
Every year you got a new patch of clones
Thinkin' they're the shit
Roamin' around like Shrones
Predictable niggas
I've seen them comin' like the breeze
Making the killing for these bitch companies
Ugh, shove your ass overseas, house arrestin'
Put your shit on hold
Just to teach you the worst lesson
And tell your mamma quit pagin'
A nigga while I work
And leave this niggas shit
To the motherfuckin' experts
So what, so what, so whatcha want?
So what, so what, so whatcha want?
So what, so what, so whatcha want?

Hold on Dogg, what now huh? - how you feel?
Yeah, shit's gettin' bad before
Your boy got steel not gettin' kneel
Watch yourself cause it's ill
Home boys kill home boys and that's real
The hardest niggas who tell ya
When you're in jail
You're a motherfuckin' failure
With no one to bail you
They'll sell you every bang except the game
To stay on the top of the game
Remember the homeboy with the flossy rings
Where he at? - just homies took
Him up out the game it's a cold game
But you got to know, when you're ended
It's a cold shame if you're gettin' barred
You got to stay stand
And do what you got to do, to get in
Every since
I put my hands in this dirty rap game
Look here, I've been on this
Mission tryin' get the scratch, man

So what, so what, so whatcha want?
So what, so what, so whatcha want?
So what, so what, so whatcha want?

Now, what you need with that six hundred?
Flipped up your plain tendered
Like itchy pain thundered
What fool? - let that bullshit settle
Go against your hard block
Black talent fatal
Peep, I flop rhyme to the beat
And flip more til explode
When it's time compete
Blow up, throw up your hands to this
It's easy to be Ruthless gangsters never die
Chanters never try, pranksters only fry
Now, walk the plane, got bet they can't fly
Vision this, like David Tow
Full repertoire as fast as mega Death Row
Fool, you're about to call, murder so bizarre
Are you ready?

So what, so what, so whatcha want?
So what, so what, so whatcha want?
So what, so what, so whatcha want?

So whatcha want? Whatcha want? Whatcha want?
Yeah, '98 stylin
It's the villain up in this bitch
With my nigga Snoop Dogg, RBX, LT
Doin' this shit like this
For all y'all bitch ass niggas
It's time for y'all niggas to
Step out the game
Let these real niggas keep this




And do it like this '98 stylin'
Ruthless Villain stylin, ugh

Overall Meaning

The lyrics of "So Whatcha Want" by MC Ren featuring Snoop Dogg and RBX discuss various themes, including the prevalence of drug references in music and the imitation and lack of originality within the rap industry.


The opening line, "Oh yea, they say it's all about drugs," addresses the common perception that rap music is primarily focused on drug references. The repeated refrain of "So what, so what, so whatcha want?" can be interpreted as a dismissive response to this accusation, suggesting that the artists are not overly concerned with what others think.


The verse performed by MC Ren addresses the issue of imitation within the rap industry. He questions whether listeners prefer authentic and original artists or those who imitate without any original flows. He criticizes the record companies that create and promote these imitators, suggesting that they are driven by financial gain rather than genuine talent.


Ren also highlights the predictability of these clone-like artists, comparing them to a breeze that can be seen coming from miles away. He emphasizes their lack of creativity and accuses them of trying to mimic the success of original artists without having anything new or unique to offer.


Snoop Dogg's verse focuses on the harsh realities of the street life and the consequences that come with it. He warns against becoming "a motherfuckin' failure" with no one to support or bail you out in times of trouble. He suggests that in order to stay on top of the game, one must be willing to do whatever is necessary, even if it means engaging in illegal activities.


RBX's verse discusses the competitive nature of the rap industry. He highlights his ability to deliver powerful rhymes and captivate audiences. He compares his lyrical prowess to that of other renowned rap artists, such as David Tow and the artists signed to Death Row Records. RBX asserts his superiority and warns his competitors of the impending outcome if they challenge him.


The final refrain reiterates the dismissive attitude towards those who are not able to meet the standards set by the "real" and talented artists. The mention of "bitch ass niggas" implies a sense of contempt towards those who do not possess the skills or authenticity to compete in the rap game.


In summary, "So Whatcha Want" delves into the themes of drug references in rap music, the imitation and lack of originality within the industry, the consequences of street life, the competitive nature of rap, and the importance of authenticity and talent.


Line by Line Meaning

Oh yea, they say it's all about drugs
People claim that this song is solely about drugs


So what, so what, so whatcha want?
What is it that you desire?


Do you want the Villain?
Are you interested in listening to MC Ren, the Villain?


Or do you be wantin' niggas
Or are you looking for other artists?


Imitatin' with no flows?
Copying MC Ren's style without any originality?


Claimin' they're pimps with no hoes
Boasting about being pimps, but lacking actual partners


With whack shows?
Putting on lackluster performances?


Hook them to them Dazz baby
Captivate them with flashy elements


Record companies that made them
The record labels that manufactured their careers


Niggas and bitches they hate them
Both men and women despise them


It's all about the gimick
It's all about the gimmicks and tricks


Tryin' to mimic original niggas that be
Attempting to imitate the original artists


On the nuts with no limit's
Being infatuated with these artists without restraint


You're gettin' circled like my niggas
You are being surrounded like my close friends


Makin Hajj in Mecca
Embarking on a religious pilgrimage to Mecca


The black stones substitute us
The black stones act as our substitutes


Through the microphone
Expressing ourselves through the medium of music


Every year you got a new patch of clones
Every year, there are new copies that emerge


Thinkin' they're the shit
Believing they are superior


Roamin' around like Shrones
Wandering aimlessly like a group of thrones


Predictable niggas
Individuals who are easily predictable


I've seen them comin' like the breeze
I have anticipated their arrival like a gentle wind


Making the killing for these bitch companies
They are making a lot of money for these exploitative record labels


Ugh, shove your ass overseas, house arrestin'
Send them away and confine them like they are under house arrest


Put your shit on hold
Pause and delay your projects


Just to teach you the worst lesson
In order to teach you a harsh lesson


And tell your mamma quit pagin'
Tell your mother to stop paging me


A nigga while I work
Interrupting me while I am busy


And leave this niggas shit
And let others handle this nonsense


To the motherfuckin' experts
Leave it to the professionals


Hold on Dogg, what now huh? - how you feel?
Wait for a moment, Snoop Dogg, what's on your mind? How are you doing?


Yeah, shit's gettin' bad before
Yes, things are becoming worse than before


Your boy got steel not gettin' kneel
I am armed and won't back down


Watch yourself cause it's ill
Be cautious because it is dangerous


Home boys kill home boys and that's real
Friends kill their own friends and that is the reality


The hardest niggas who tell ya
The toughest individuals who inform you


When you're in jail
When you are incarcerated


You're a motherfuckin' failure
You are considered a complete failure


With no one to bail you
Without anyone to pay your bail


They'll sell you every bang except the game
They will offer you everything except genuine success


To stay on the top of the game
To maintain their position at the pinnacle of the industry


Remember the homeboy with the flossy rings
Recall the guy with flashy rings


Where he at? - just homies took
Where is he now? Oh, his friends took him away


Him up out the game it's a cold game
They removed him from the industry, which is a harsh reality


But you got to know, when you're ended
But you have to understand, when it's all over


It's a cold shame if you're gettin' barred
It's a disappointing situation if you are being prevented


You got to stay stand
You must remain strong


And do what you got to do, to get in
And do whatever it takes to succeed


Every since
Ever since


I put my hands in this dirty rap game
I got involved in this corrupt rap industry


Look here, I've been on this
Listen, I have been on this journey


Mission tryin' get the scratch, man
My goal is to make money, man


Now, what you need with that six hundred?
Now, what do you want with that money?


Flipped up your plain tendered
You turned your humble beginnings around


Like itchy pain thundered
Like a sudden and intense pain


What fool? - let that bullshit settle
Who do you think you are? Let that nonsense settle down


Go against your hard block
Challenge your neighborhood and reputation


Black talent fatal
Black artists are powerful and lethal


Peep, I flop rhyme to the beat
Listen, I deliver rhymes fluidly to the rhythm


And flip more til explode
And continue delivering even more until it explodes


When it's time compete
When it's time to compete with other artists


Blow up, throw up your hands to this
Rise to fame and enthusiastically applaud this song


It's easy to be Ruthless gangsters never die
It is easy to be ruthless, as gangsters are immortal


Chanters never try, pranksters only fry
Rappers never make an effort, only jokers get burned


Now, walk the plane, got bet they can't fly
Now, dominate the game, bet they can't succeed


Vision this, like David Tow
Imagine this, like a miracle


Full repertoire as fast as mega Death Row
Complete range of skills as quick as the legendary Death Row


Fool, you're about to call, murder so bizarre
Fool, you are going to experience a shocking murder


Are you ready?
Are you prepared?


So whatcha want? Whatcha want? Whatcha want?
So what is it that you desire? What do you want?


Yeah, '98 stylin
Yes, in the style of '98


It's the villain up in this bitch
It's MC Ren, the villain, present in this situation


With my nigga Snoop Dogg, RBX, LT
With my friends Snoop Dogg, RBX, LT


Doin' this shit like this
Doing this music like this


For all y'all bitch ass niggas
For all of you weak individuals


It's time for y'all niggas to
It's time for all of you to


Step out the game
Leave the industry


Let these real niggas keep this
Allow the true artists to take control


And do it like this '98 stylin'
And do it in this particular style of '98


Ruthless Villain stylin, ugh
Representing the ruthless villain style, ugh




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Comments from YouTube:

nwagate7

ren's rap is eternal

Joshua Tall

Ren is so underrated he's a emcees emcee!!Nwa forever!!!

Prince Ital

LT Hutton produce this track ft RBX

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