R.n.s. Lyrics - Slaughterhouse

Once upon a time in the projects, yo 

I'm at a cee lo game and my dice hit 4 

That nigga rolled a 3 but I ain't get my dough 

My hammer got a red light on it but I let that go 

My whole life hidin' from the 5-0 

Sirens loud outside of my door 

Shortys screamin', "You's a wild nigga" 

Lil' bitch actin' like she ain't know 

I put in that work, my name rings those bells 

Niggas know not to play with Joell 

Niggas know not to play with my money 

'Cause niggas know I'm not taking that L 

I've been in these streets all of my life 

Had niggas' teeth all in my nikes 

Had white sheets all in my heat 

Had white meat all in my knife 

My nigga it's real nigga shit 

Big pound on my chest 

Big pound on my waist, nigga hit pound R N S 

I ain't ever ran on my niggas, never took a stand on my niggas 

I will never jam up my niggas, real nigga shit, R.N.S 

I ain't ever ran on my niggas, never took a stand on my niggas 

I will never jam up my niggas, real nigga shit, R.N.S 

R.N.S, R.N.S, R.N.S, R.N.S, R.N.S 

Once upon a time on the Jersey City dock 

Had my truck parked in that corner, had them 18s on yappa 

When a nigga ran up on that bicycle, with his hand on that Glock 

Tryna get his blast on with that mask on 

But I thank God it ain't pop 

Thank God it jammed on him, jammed on him 

Pay for havin' that drop 

If he was in our shoes, he woulda killed us too 

So we ran straight to them cops 

That was fun homes, it's cool 

See you when you come home, you get a time wait 

None of my niggas gon' tell on you 

We'll turn anything 'fore we turn snakes 

That's real shit, O's around 

No sausage party, keep hoes around 

Her name come when we treat her like that 

She come around, she goes around 

She gon' call her friend up 

Tell her 'bout that money we throw around 

And then go blow her jack up 

To holla at a nigga they know I'm in town 

I ain't ever ran on my niggas, never took a stand on my niggas 

I will never jam up my niggas, real nigga shit, R.N.S 

I ain't ever ran on my niggas, never took a stand on my niggas 

I will never jam up my niggas, real nigga shit, R.N.S 

R.N.S, R.N.S, R.N.S, R.N.S, R.N.S 

Once upon a time in North Long Beach, yo 

Somebody was knockin' at my door 

It's my homie, and he from Compton 

Told me he heard some niggas was plottin' 

To come up to my spot and leave me shot 

And bleedin' prolly from a problem from the past 

Get that Kevlar and guard your chest 

Stand your ground but watch your step, my nigga, that's R.N.S 

Now I circle the block before I pull in the house 

I guess a couple killers like hidin' in my hedges 

Word on the street, they heard about the Bentley 

Park that shit, ride in my Lexus 

With two TEC-9s, kind of ironic how I'm ridin' with TECs 

Bout to send my rivals a message 

Cold as the ice in my necklace 

I'm feelin' like I'm in Vietnam with insomnia 

Or a kamikaze in Bosnia 

'Cause it's so hard to rest 

When you're at war with killers and that's R.N.S 

I ain't ever ran on my niggas, never took a stand on my niggas 

I will never jam up my niggas, real nigga shit, R.N.S 

I ain't ever ran on my niggas, never took a stand on my niggas 

I will never jam up my niggas, real nigga shit, R.N.S 

R.N.S, R.N.S, R.N.S, R.N.S, R.N.S