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tha realest - fuck dre lyrics

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f/ lil c style, swoop g, twist

[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–ss some of that shoot
(aspiring rapper)
what?
(fake dr. dre)
well, if you wanna f-ck with aftermath
(aspiring rapper)
ay man what the f-ck 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 n-gg-z manhood and his music
(fake dr. dre & aspiring rapper)
ugh, yeah, ugh, yeah, mel man this sh-t good,
ohh, oh, you gettin some or what?

[verse 1 – tha realest]
i give a f-ck about this n-gg- named alize
leave the b-tch -ss dead in the alleyway, forever today
i’m lettin him know, these death row n-gg-z ain’t gonna never play
can you believe this n-gg-
screamin that he got that sh-t we call the chronic?
if he smoke the sh-t, he’ll probably vomit
this b-tch ain’t never had bionic
mother f-cker who you taught to smoke in trees
n-gg- bow down on your f-ckin knees
in this life i lead
we kill for greed
understand we ride for currency
i have to kill b-tches 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-gg- you and snoop are tight
you wasn’t there when he was fightin for his life
that sh-t ain’t right
it was me, best believe
when i see your -ss i’m takin flight
now a n-gg- turned back to the old you
that b-tch from the world cl-ss wreckin cru
with your lipstick on and a d-ck in your -ss (haha!)
ha, ha, yeah n-gg- 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 f-ck snoop and n.w.a.
death row could give a f-ck about dre

[verse 2 – swoop g]
if you b-tch n-gg-z f-ck with us
we got my n-gg-z in the cut
ready to f-ck you up
i got a pretty bad b-tch that’ll set you up
take you to a penthouse and let you f-ck
then cut your nuts
dr. dre been soft from the very start
like when eazy f-cked his -ss, he ain’t had no heart
he and pac came out and he pulled apart
had everybody knewin that your -ss was marked
f-ck nate dogg, eminem, and snoop
and all them b-tch motherf-ckers that ride with you
i know they sided with you, they gonna hide with you
yeah, n-gg-, motherf-ckers gonna die with you
be prepared to shoot
let the guns bust n-gg- at tha realest and swoop
key to rockin lil style in tha lexus coupe
everything you write, n-gg-, is bullet-proof
you know how death row do

chorus 2x

[verse 3 – lil c style]
y’all know you’re just some mark -ss
hooked down, b-tch -ss n-gg-z who ain’t gonna blast
when i see y’all n-gg-z aloud
can’t none of y’all n-gg-z move my -ss
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 -ss n-gg- snoop
might blast you, har-ss your boo
cause a n-gg- gettin way more cash than you
throwin up 1-9 while i’m p-ssin you
got all these mother f-ckers askin you
why swoop and lil style keep smashin you?
got all these new n-gg-z dissin you
cause you a b-tch–ss, punk–ss
scary -ss n-gg- who ain’t gonna blast
i just might roll up and puff your -ss
then smoke weed with your cousin daz
tell him my n-gg- just blast your -ss
young swoop ain’t gotta hit a n-gg- with no gl-ss
cause keenin’ rock puttin n-gg-z on they -ss
and death row n-gg-z will always mash
clock the cash, glock the mask
and if you run up, i’ll sock your -ss

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 att-tudes like i have to shoot
with the heat that slim shady
had him f-ckin his kid’s baby
and mouth full of m-80’s
bring him through the last circle
leave his -ss 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-ck about dre and snoop
only mad cause the game was rapin you
doin 4 minus too much
get your groove crushed
it’s true l-st
that could make a prost-tute blush
f-ck what you heard like a d-ck in your ear
n-gg- beggin to disappear move swoop from the rear
i’m mack cappin that world cl-ss 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-cker…

chorus 2x

[the realest]
—
[death row n-gg-
death row n-gg-
death row in this mother f-cker
come on] x 3 (in background)
—
(talking over)
i’m poppin sh-t
double r tops dropped
and the glocks c-ck
bullet-proof vests never get put to rest
know what i mean?
for my n-gg- makaveli we still ridin up in this motherf-cker
death row westside n-gg-
can you n-gg-z see me?
the realest aka tenkamenin and vigilante
the world don’t understand me
the re-birth of a pitiful–ss young motherf-cker
eat a d-ck all day
eat a d-ck all day on westside

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