From Ruthless 2 Death Row (Do We All Part)
- The D.O.C.
That's fucked up, yeah.HeyWelcomeToThe new worldI'd like to make a small dedication tonight to the bitches of the worldNow to make this understood, I'm gonna explain somethin' to you(biatch!)Check this outBitch!To be a bitch, you don't necessarily have to have a pussy in your pants(True indeed, true indeed)In factMost, if not all, of the bitches I know (That's right)Have little peckers, little dicks?A bitch ain't nothin'But a muthafucka that wanna come upFrom another muthafuckaHard workDon't make no sense to these muthafuckasDumb ass muthafuckasNow to make it real clear I'm gonna explain it to ya in a story formLike this hereCheck this outI remember the way it startedOnce upon a timeWhen a nigga named Dre came, nigga got signedRuthless nigga, everything is all goodYou the shit, 'cause you rollin' wit' some Boyz-N-the-HoodNo One Can Do it Better, see, 'cause I'm an M-DAnd when I fuck it up, you give me 25 G'sEazy-E said, "Yeah, oh yeah!"So I took itForget the paperworkThe money made me overlook itI rose up quick from the pit I was in450 0300 BenzNothin' but ends, money bought friendsGot me in a cross ?Now everything's lostThis is when I found out"Look at this shit!"You is slippin'You ain't gonna believe what that nigga did"My shit fucked up, Dre, you need to look""I ain't trippin', yo, I think your little homie, he a crook"The spot got shook, it was hell belowIs that the future shock?Hell, no, it's Death RowI was all in because of the beginThink they would seeYo, we all gon' winSo "The Chronic" was upon us, the music awardsBut I was still broke at the crib when they touredThe album soared and I got boredWith niggas talkin' shit, they came upon a ?Ain't that a bitch?I coulda been the star dudeOr maybe I shoulda stabbed out like Ice CubeBut what about your Dogg?Who? Snoop? We was tightI hung around, we'd get together when he'd writeIn the Pound, that's the way it come to ?When it's goin' down, niggas is in whateverI went outside for a minute and came backNiggas was talkin' crazy like they wanted me to rapSo I did somethin' from the old LP"Damn! That's that shit!""That's what a nigga want to see"Visit the Windy City and ?Rock over 17,000 G'sI recognized gameThe shit was kinda funnyFucked-up voice shit, nigga make moneyHe came back and here comes the gloryAnd this is the way I'm gonna end this storyI was only 19Lookin' for a dreamFrom what I put outI never got a fuckin' thingThis and the wreck was the fucked-up partIt's just a little somethin' about some real heartFrom Ruthless to Death Row do we all partBitches, see yaTrick-ass, trick-ass bitchTrickTrick-assLa-la-la(Once upon a time not long ago)(A brother tried to play me like a kid, so I just dissed him)(It's like a message that only I can understand)(Keepin' it dope as long as I can rock a mansion)(Remember this forever!)People in the house, I'm gonna let 'em knowI'm gonna let 'em know, my niggaE-R-O-T-I-CH-L-BD-O-CComin' with the B-O-M-BBiatch!
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