The D.o.c. - From Ruthless 2 Death Row (Do We All Part) Lyrics

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That's fucked up yeah

Hey welcome

To the new world

I'd like to make a small dedication tonight

To the bitches of the world

Now to make this understood

I'm gonna explain somethin' to you

(beeyatch)

Check this out bitch

To be a bitch you don't necessarily

Have to have a pussy in your pants

(true indeed true indeed)

In fact most if not all

Of the bitches i know

(that's right)

Have little peckers little dicks

A bitch ain't nothin'

But a muthafucka that wanna come up

From another muthafucka hard work

Don't make no sense to these muthafuckas

Dumb ass muthafuckas

Now to make it real clear

I'm gonna explain it to ya in a story form

Like this here check this out

I remember the way it started

Once upon a time when a nigga named dre came

Nigga got signed ruthless nigga everything is all good

You the shit 'cause you rollin' wit' some boyz-n-the-hood

No one can do it better see 'cause i'm an md

And when i fuck it up you give me 25 g's

Eazy-e said "yeah oh yeah"

So i took it forget the paperwork

The money made me overlook it

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I rose up quick from the pit i was in 450 0300 benz

Nothin' but ends money bought friends

Got me in a cross now everything's lost

This is when i found out

"look at this shit"

You is slippin'

You ain't gonna believe what that nigga did

"my shit fucked up dre you need to look"

"i ain't trippin' yo i think your little homie he a crook"

The spot got shook it was hell below

Is that the future shock?

Hell no it's death row

I was all in because of the begin

Think they would see

Yo we all gon' win

So "the chronic" was upon us the music awards

But i was still broke at the crib when they toured

The album soared and i got bored

With niggas talkin' shit they came upon a

Ain't that a bitch?

I coulda been the star dude

Or maybe i shoulda stabbed out like ice cube

But what about your dogg?

Who? snoop? we was tight

I hung around we'd get together when he'd write

In the pound that's the way it come to

When it's goin' down niggas is in whatever

I went outside for a minute and came back

Niggas was talkin' crazy like they wanted me to rap

So i did somethin' from the old lp

"damn that's that shit"

"that's what a nigga want to see"

Visit the windy city and rock over 17 000 g's

I recognized game the shit was kinda funny

Fucked-up voice shit nigga make money

He came back and here comes the glory

And this is the way i'm gonna end this story

I was only 19 lookin' for a dream

From what i put out i never got a fuckin' thing

This and the wreck was the fucked-up part

It's just a little somethin' about some real heart

From ruthless to death row

Do we all part bitches see ya

Trick ass trick-ass bitch

Trick trick ass

La la la

(once upon a time not long ago)

(a brother tried to play me like a kid so i just dissed him)

(it's like a message that only i can understand)

(keepin' it dope as long as i can rock a mansion)

(remember this forever)

People in the house i'm gonna let 'em know

I'm gonna let 'em know my nigga

E r o t i c h l b d o c

Comin' with the b o m b

Beeyatch

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