The Realest Feat Lil C, Swoop & Twist (Death Row Artist) - Fukuk Dre (Fuck Dre)

  • Skit/Intro]
    (Fake Dr. Dre)
    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 dogg.
    Ya know what I'm sayin?
    I wanna be put on Aftermath, how can I be down man?
    (Fake Dr. Dre)
    Well you know how we get down over here
    (Aspiring rapper)
    Nah man, how y'all get down?
    (Fake Dr. Dre)
    Well, you know, you gotta un-ass some of that shoot
    (Aspiring rapper)
    (Fake Dr. Dre)
    Well, if you wanna fuck with Aftermath
    (Aspiring rapper)
    Ay man what the fuck you doing? *belt*
    (Fake Dr. Dre)
    Yo Mel Man, go get me the K-Y dogg
    (Aspiring rapper)
    Yeah man, but, that's how all y'all get down over there man?
    *dropping pants*
    (Fake Dr. Dre)
    Yeah man go get the extasy pills man,
    this one gonna be a wild one tonight
    I wanna take this niggaz manhood and his music
    (Fake Dr. Dre & Aspiring 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 niggaz 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 (haha!)
    Ha, Ha, yeah nigga you remember you (woooh!)
    [Chorus - Twist] 2X
    So what do you say to somebody you hate?
    Leave your body full of holes, left in chalk and tape
    Mother fuck Snoop and N.W.A.
    Death Row could give a fuck about Dre
    [Verse 2 - Swoop G]
    If you bitch niggaz fuck with us
    We got my niggaz 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 tha Lexus Coupe
    Everything you write, nigga, is bullet-proof
    You know how Death Row do
    Chorus 2X
    [Verse 3 - Lil C Style]
    Y'all know you're just some mark ass
    Hooked down, bitch ass niggaz who ain't gonna blast
    When I see y'all niggaz aloud
    Can't none of y'all niggaz 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 niggaz 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 niggaz on they ass
    And Death Row niggaz will always mash
    Clock the cash, glock the mask
    And if you run up, I'll sock your ass
    Chorus 2X
    [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 4 minus too much
    Get your groove crushed
    It's true lust
    That could make a prostitute blush
    Fuck what you heard like a dick in your ear
    Nigga beggin to disappear move Swoop from the rear
    I'm mack cappin that world class 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 motherfucker...
    Chorus 2X
    [The Realest]
    [Death Row nigga
    Death Row nigga
    Death Row in this mother fucker
    Come on] x 3 (in background)
    (talking over)
    I'm poppin shit
    Double R tops dropped
    And the glocks cock
    Bullet-Proof vests never get put to rest
    Know what I mean?
    For my nigga Makaveli we still ridin up in this motherfucker
    Death Row Westside nigga
    Can you niggaz see me?
    The Realest aka Tenkamenin and Vigilante
    The world don't understand me
    The re-birth of a pitiful-ass young motherfucker
    Eat a dick all day
    Eat a dick all day on westside

    Category : Hip-Hop (mp3)


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