This is dedicated to the n***as that was been down from day one Welcome to Death Row Like we always do about this time Ha ha ha yeah 9 deuce Death Row Records Creeping while ya sleeping N***as wit attitudes Naw loc N***as on a motherf**king mission What up n***as and n***a-ettes That crazy-ass n***as back In the motherf**king hizz-ouse The notorious Compton G D.R.E. On the solo tip F**k the mother-foes What up Ren Yeah Dropping chronic flakes on yo ass bitch West coast flavor N***as that talk shit Get delt wit real quick So if you wanna take a trip to the row Let a n***a like Snoop Doggy Dogg know Protected by n***as wit big dicks, A.K.'s, and 187 skills So if it's a must you test us We can handle it in the streets n***a F**k making records Yeah G's up hoes down If that bitch can't swim She bound the drizzown Peace to my n***a Drizzae Another platinum hit n***a Peace to the D.O.C. Still making it funky enough And Death Row records is in full motherf**king affizzect Oh yeah P.S. f**k Mr. Rork and tattoo A.K.A. Jerry and EaZy Sincerely yours These motherf**king nuts I don't love Eazy I don't love Jerry I don't love Ruthless records Frankly I don't love nothing they got to do with But you know what I want you the do for me Jerry and Eazy Check this shit out right here I want y'all ta put these bizzalls In ya jizzaws And walk um like a strizzaw Tell me what ya sizzaw Yeah Y'all know what F**k all y'all F**k y'all Really though It's Death Row n***a You better ask somebody You really better ask somebody Yeah n***a You'se a penguin looking motherf**ker
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