[Intro] Inside the minds of real G's Death Row is looked upon as the studio gangstas of the 90's A joke *laughing* in a game called 5 minutes of fame You wasted 4 minutes Now you got seconds left, kick it *laughing*
[Verse 1: Eazy-E] Come on, come all, and let me ride, nigga Eazy-E, C-P-T, how the hell you figure To be the best on the west, huh yeah Fool, I doubt it, this is east side, nigga South Compton And I put it on the map So what up Dogg Pound Crip You wanna scrap And that's comin' straight from the ruthless gangsta Eazy-E Now what would I do, haha, let's see Now I would take out Suge and salt down the row Since Dre is a bitch pimp slap the ho (ba-by) Now I'm seein' doubles, aw man Two dogs in a huddle, aw goddamn Now, diggidi diggidi Daz I biggidi biggidi blast On right one and smoke that ass Now Kurupt, don't even set trip Yellin' Long Beach 6-0 blood and puppy pound Crip Really doe Got my nuts on your chin While I'm all in your philly ho So come with it fool and test your luck and I'll beat that ass Now call me Kurupt Now I'm creepin' through the fog, yeah, big dog blue Got my 9 milla-killa huntin' dog named Snoop You can run nigga but you can't hide Eazy-E straight creepin' on the east side 7-10 Long Beach South Found Snoop freebasin' in a rock house I kicks in the door, I said it before I never let no bustas test me no more (Murder was the case that they gave me) (Murder was the case that they gave me) I'll smoke all you fools even you boo-boo and your baby (Murder was the case that they gave me) Watch out buddy boy Watch your back Yeah, what would you do? What would you do, if we rolled on you? [Hook] (Yeah...) What would you do (...so don't even think about...) What would you do, if we rolled on you (...stepping in the goddamn house) What would you do What would you do, if we rolled on you (Yeah...) What would you do (...so don't even think about...) What would you do, Dirty Red (...stepping in the goddamn house)
[Verse 2: Dirty Red] Dirty Red, I comes on the sneak Hittin' niggas low with the cappy ass flow As I creep through the street, peepin' niggas from Death Row Bet you I know, which one of y'all make the best ho So let me break it down as I'm lost in the mist Take word of advice and don't come fuckin' with this It ain't a joke niggas choke from the smoke that I blaze Purple haze you be dazed in a stun I'll put you on your back nigga, what I am the guts In a Doggy Dogg World I never run with mutts Only nuts in their click And dick in your mouth The year is '95 and I'm runnin' the house Now tell me, what can you do Nigga, what can you do Nigga, what could you do If me and a few of my homies came through Dumpin' real on you trick made bitch-made niggas Wut could you do Wut could you do, if we rolled on you
[Hook]
[Outro] Dr. Dre Straight busta Never broke a law in his life Besides beatin' up Ricky Harris' wife Haha Snoop Dogg From a high top fade to sportin' braids Now he's laid Fame no fortune And gettin' played, not payed, played Treated like a prostitute And we all know who's doin' the pimpin' Daz, don't be a follower, be a leader And stay off the next man's nuts Kurupt, the Kingpin, sticks with the 6-0's Cause you don't need those other hoes Cause they're about to go up in you But only if you let 'em *laughing* Death Row, really doe, ba-by *bang* *cries*