Dr. Dre - Poor Young Dave lyrics

[Verse 1] There once was a kid by the name of Dave Who stayed in the mix and never ever obeyed He paid no attention to the sh** that was taught to him Always stay strapped for the sh** that was brought to him This n***a was a motherf**in' fool Only 13, f**in' b**hes in high school Laid back, his game was trump tight He was chillin' in the day time, clockin' at night Makes me wanna holla cause the dollar he kept As he grows in his game, going step by step To the status of an Al Capone, Mr. Big 6 in the game of bones But you know what they say. What goes up must come down So just peep what I speak as you focus to the sound [Hook 1] A little bitty n***a by the name of Dave Who was known through the hood cuz he misbehaved But when the cavi got plucked it was time to get paid Sack his sh** out in dumps, now he's on his way [Verse 2] Mischievous and devious, that's how his life was Puttin' they swerve down a cavi just to keep the pluck of bud Some of the money making motherf**ers from the other side Was thinking ‘bout a jack move tryna hoo ride Gettin' jealous cuz my n***a got the dope game sewn up Them n***as tried to trip, biddy biddy back, they got blown up Blown up a lot, you could still get shot You don't never play a motherf**er out for his knot Rule number 1 pay attention to the sh** Don't be f**in' with them little n***as, they ain't to be f**ed with Kept getting it on to the break of dawn Now he's known for serving more than I own He's got a 187 on his motherf**in' chest A strap in his lap and a bulletproof vest Lookin' for the n***as from the night before So he can blast they a** but he don't know they at his back door [Hook 2] Dave on a mission out to set trip But one of his homies is a motherf**in' snitch Some n***a named Mick from around the way They said we'll give you 20 G's if you show us where he stay [Verse 3] A dude named Dave caught up in the drive by Tears from his mother, watchin' her son die Set trippin, somebody slippin', bullets zippin' Dave gone for good, now his moms is flippin' No need for crying nor dying Dave is dead Point blank, he took a 9 slug to the head Davey, the wannabe gangsta from the hood He wasn't that bad and he wasn't that good All he understood was get crazy blitz So he bought some of that to get some of this This got him back but that went to them Them being they who made his head lay He didn't obey he said he made this cash Crash from the gun, Dave lies in ash Smash, it hits the front page quick Now business is conducted by that fool named Mick Mick, fell for the trick and he'll be dyin' and his moms will be cryin'