Tha Realest - Fuck Dre Ft. Swoop G, Twist & Lil' C-Style | Текст песни

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• Fuck Dre Ft. Swoop G, Twist & Lil' C-Style

[Dre & Rapper]
Ugh, yeah, Ugh, yeah, Mel Man this shit good
Ohh, oh, you gettin' some or what?

[Verse 1: Tha Realest]
I give a fuck about this nigga named Alize, leave the bitch ass dead in the alleyway
Forever today, I'm lettin' him know, these Death Row niggas ain't gonna never play
Can you believe this nigga, screamin' that he got that shit we call the chronic?
If he smoke the shit, he'll probably vomit, this bitch ain't never had bionic
Mother fucker who you taught to smoke in trees, nigga bow down on your fuckin' knees
In this life I lead we kill for greed, understand we ride for currency
I have to kill bitches like Eminem, leave him dead just like the rest of them
Still testin' them, at the Source Awards, his bodyguards wasn't protectin' him
Now you actin' like and a nigga you and Snoop are tight
You wasn't there when he was fightin' for his life
That shit ain't right, it was me, best believe
When I see your ass I'm takin' flight
Now a nigga turned back to the old you
That bitch from the World Class Wreckin Cru
With your lipstick on and a dick in your ass
Ha, Ha, yeah nigga you remember you

[Hook: Twist]×2
So what do you say to somebody you hate?
Leave your body full of holes, left in chalk and tape
Motherfuck Snoop and N.W.A
Death Row could give a fuck about Dre

[Verse 2: Swoop G]
If you bitch niggas fuck with us
We got my niggas in the cut
Ready to fuck you up
I got a pretty bad bitch that'll set you up
Take you to a penthouse and let you fuck
Then cut your nuts
Dr. Dre been soft from the very start
Like when Eazy fucked his ass, he ain't had no heart
He and 'Pac came out and he pulled apart
Had everybody knewin' that your ass was marked
Fuck Nate Dogg, Eminem, and Snoop
And all them bitch motherfuckers that ride with you
I know they sided with you, they gonna hide with you
Yeah, nigga, motherfuckers gonna die with you
Be prepared to shoot
Let the guns bust nigga at Tha Realest and Swoop
Key to rockin' Lil Style in the Lexus Coupe
Everything you write, nigga, is bullet-proof
You know how Death Row do

[Hook]×2

[Verse 3: Lil C Style]
Y'all know you're just some mark ass
Hooked down, bitch ass niggas who ain't gonna blast
When I see y'all niggas aloud
Can't none of y'all niggas move my ass
I'm Lil C Style in the Lexus Coupe
High off weed and lots of loot
Ain't no tellin' what I'm gonna do
When I catch that scary ass nigga Snoop
Might blast you, harass your boo
Cause a nigga gettin' way more cash than you
Throwin' up 1-9 while I'm passin' you
Got all these mother fuckers askin' you
Why Swoop and Lil Style keep smashin' you?
Got all these new niggas dissin' you
Cause you a bitch-ass, punk-ass
Scary ass nigga who ain't gonna blast
I just might roll up and puff your ass
Then smoke weed with your cousin Daz
Tell him my nigga just blast your ass
Young Swoop ain't gotta hit a nigga with no glass
Cause keenin' rock puttin' niggas on they ass
And Death Row niggas will always mash
Clock the cash, Glock the mask
And if you run up, I'll sock your ass

[Hook]

[Verse 4: Twist]
I'll always be Twist
Alivay my guess
At dispense
So blood I split
Like wrists and so slick
It's Twist, 2, GDS
Sick attributes
And attitudes like I have to shoot
With the heat that Slim Shady
Had him fuckin' his kid's baby
And mouth full of M-80's
Bring him through the last circle
Leave his ass hurtin'
And his cap lurkin'
Man, I can work you
Stay away from the name rest, Eminem
Cause I'm aimin' for the embelin
And I could give a fuck about Dre and Snoop
Only mad cause the game was rapin' you
Doin' four minus too much
Get your gr