2pac - f** Dre lyrics

[Skit/Intro: Dr. Dre impersonator] Hey what's up man? [Aspiring rapper] Ay yo Dre, I got some heat for you man I want you to check out this tape dawg Ya know what I'm sayin'? I wanna be put on Aftermath, how can I be down man? [Dre] Well you know how we get down over here [Rapper] Nah man, how y'all get down? [Dre] Well, you know, you gotta un-a** some of that shoot [Rapper] What? [Dre] Well, if you wanna f** with Aftermath [Rapper] Ay man what the f** you doing? *belt* [Dre) Yo Mel Man, go get me the K-Y dogg [Rapper] Yeah man, but, that's how all y'all get down over there man? *dropping pants* ["f** You" starts playing] [Dre] Yeah man go get the ecstasy pills man This one gonna be a wild one tonight I wanna take this n***as manhood and his music [Dre & Rapper] Ugh, yeah, Ugh, yeah, Mel Man this sh** good Ohh, oh, you gettin' some or what? [Verse 1: Tha Realest] I give a f** about this n***a named Alize, leave the b**h a** dead in the alleyway Forever today, I'm lettin' him know, these d**h Row n***as ain't gonna never play Can you believe this n***a, screamin' that he got that sh** we call the chronic? If he smoke the sh**, he'll probably vomit, this b**h ain't never had bionic Mother f**er who you taught to smoke in trees, n***a bow down on your f**in' knees In this life I lead we k** for greed, understand we ride for currency I have to k** b**hes 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 n***a you and Snoop are tight You wasn't there when he was fightin' for his life That sh** ain't right, it was me, best believe When I see your a** I'm takin' flight Now a n***a turned back to the old you That b**h from the World Cla** Wreckin Cru With your lipstick on and a dick in your a** Ha, Ha, yeah n***a 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 Motherf** Snoop and N.W.A d**h Row could give a f** about Dre [Verse 2: Swoop G] If you b**h n***as f** with us We got my n***as in the cut Ready to f** you up I got a pretty bad b**h that'll set you up Take you to a penthouse and let you f** Then cut your nuts Dr. Dre been soft from the very start Like when Eazy f**ed his a**, he ain't had no heart He and 'Pac came out and he pulled apart Had everybody knewin' that your a** was marked f** Nate Dogg, Eminem, and Snoop And all them b**h motherf**ers that ride with you I know they sided with you, they gonna hide with you Yeah, n***a, motherf**ers gonna die with you Be prepared to shoot Let the guns bust n***a at Tha Realest and Swoop Key to rockin' Lil Style in the Lexus Coupe Everything you write, n***a, is bullet-proof You know how d**h Row do [Hook]×2 [Verse 3: Lil C Style] Y'all know you're just some mark a** Hooked down, b**h a** n***as who ain't gonna blast When I see y'all n***as aloud Can't none of y'all n***as move my a** 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 a** n***a Snoop Might blast you, hara** your boo Cause a n***a gettin' way more cash than you Throwin' up 1-9 while I'm pa**in' you Got all these mother f**ers askin' you Why Swoop and Lil Style keep smashin' you? Got all these new n***as dissin' you Cause you a b**h-a**, punk-a** Scary a** n***a who ain't gonna blast I just might roll up and puff your a** Then smoke weed with your cousin Daz Tell him my n***a just blast your a** Young Swoop ain't gotta hit a n***a with no gla** Cause keenin' rock puttin' n***as on they a** And d**h Row n***as will always mash Clock the cash, Glock the mask And if you run up, I'll sock your a** [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 f**in' his kid's baby And mouth full of M-80's Bring him through the last circle Leave his a** 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 f** about Dre and Snoop Only mad cause the game was rapin' you Doin' four minus too much Get your groove crushed It's true lust That could make a prostitute blush f** what you heard like a dick in your ear n***a beggin' to disappear move Swoop from the rear I'm mack cappin' that world cla** cat Until you drop dead And Dre stay gay cause 'Pac said And this Twist from Chaps and The Last Circle If you wanna know who said it motherf**er... [Hook]×2 [The Realest] [d**h Row n***a d**h Row n***a d**h Row in this mother f**er Come on] x 3 (in background) ** (talking over) I'm poppin' sh** Double R tops dropped And the Glocks co*k Bullet-Proof vests never get put to rest Know what I mean? For my n***a Makaveli we still ridin' up in this motherf**er d**h Row Westside n***a Can you n***as see me? The Realest aka Tenkamenin and Vigilante The world don't understand me The re-birth of a pitiful-a** young motherf**er Eat a dick all day Eat a dick all day on Westside