Paroles From Ruthless To Deathrow de D.O.C. (The)

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That's fucked up, yeah.



Hey...



Welcome

To

The new world



I'd like to make a small dedication tonight to the bitches of the world

Now to make this understood, I'm gonna explain somethin' to you

(bee-yatch!)

Check this out

Bitch!

To be a bitch, you don't necessarily have to have a pussy in your pants

(True indeed, true indeed)

In fact

Most, 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 up

From another muthafucka

Hard work

Don't make no sense to these muthafuckas

Dumbass muthafuckas

Now to make it real clear I'm gonna explain it to ya in a story form

like this here

Check this out



I remember the way it started

Once upon a time

When a nigga named Dre came, nigga got signed

Ruthless nigga, everything is all good

You the shit, 'cause you rollin' wit' some Boyz-N-the-Hood

No One Can Do it Better, see, 'cause I'm an MD

And when I fuck it up, you give me 25 G's

Eazy-E said, "hell yeah!"

So I took it

Forget the paperwork

The money made me overlook it



I rose up quick from the pit I was in

450 0300 Benz

Nothin' but ends, money bought friends

Got me in a cross

Now everything's lost

This 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 below

Is that the future shock?

Hell, no, it's Death Row

I was all in because of the begin

Think they would see

Yo, we all gon' win

So "The Chronic" was upon us, the music awards

But I was still broke at the crib when they toured

The album soared and I got bored

With niggas talkin' shit, they came upon a



Ain't that a bitch?



I coulda been the star dude

Or maybe I shoulda stabbed out like Ice Cube

But what about your Dogg?

Who? Snoop? We was tight

I hung around, we'd get together when he'd write

In the Pound, that's the way it come together

When it's goin' down, niggas is in whatever

I went outside for a minute and came back

Niggas was talkin' crazy like they wanted me to rap

So 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's

I recognized game

The shit was kinda funny

Fucked-up voice shit, nigga make money

He came back and here comes the glory

And this is the way I'm gonna end this story

I was only 19

Lookin' for a dream

From what I put out

I never got a fuckin' thing

This and the wreck was the fucked-up part

It's just a little somethin' about some real heart

From Ruthless to Death Row do we all part

Bitches, see ya

Trick-ass, trick-ass bitch

Trick

Trick-ass



La-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 know

I'm gonna let 'em know, my nigga



E-R-O-T-I-C

H-L-B

D-O-C

Comin' with the B-O-M-B

Beeyatch!

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