Artist: Tha Realest ft. Swoop G, Lil Twist, Lil C Style
Song: F*ck Dre!!!
Album: Too Gangsta For Radio


[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)
What?
(Fake Dr.Dre)
Well, if you wanna **** with Aftermath
(Aspiring rapper)
Ay man what the **** 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 extacy 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 **** about this ***** 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 *****
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 ****er who you taught to smoke in trees
***** bow down on your ****in 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 ***** 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 ***** turned back to the old you
That bitch from the World Class Wreckin Cru
With your lipstick on and a **** in your ass (haha!)
Ha, Ha, yeah ***** you remember you (woooh!)

[Chorus - Twist] x 2
So what do you say to somebody you hate?
Leave your body full of holes, let them chalk in tape
Mother **** Snoop and N.W.A.
Death Row could give a **** about Dre

[Verse 2 - Swoop G]
If you bitch niggaz **** with us
We got my niggaz in the cut
Ready to **** you up
I got a pretty bad bitch that'll set you up
Take you to a penthouse and let you ****
Then cut your nuts
Dr. Dre been soft from the very start
Like when Eazy ****ed 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
**** Nate Dogg, Eminem, and Snoop
And all them bitch mother ****ers that ride with you
I know they sided with you
They gonna hide with you
Yeah, *****, mother ****ers gonna die with you
Be prepared to shoot
Let the guns bust ***** at the realest and swoop
Key to rockin lil style in tha lexus coop
Everything you write, *****, is bullet-proof
You know how Death Row do

Chorus x 2

[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 Coop
High off weed and lots of loot
Ain't no tellin what I'm gonna do
When I see that scary ass ***** Snoop
Might blast you
Harass your boo
Cause a ***** gettin way more cash than you
Throwin up 1-9 while I'm passin you
Got all these mother ****ers 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 ***** who ain't gonna blast
I just might roll up and puff your ass
Then smoke weed with your cousin's ass
Tell him my ***** just blast your ass
Young Swoop ain't gotta hit a ***** 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 x 2

[Verse 4 - Twist]
I'll always be Twist
Alive 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 ****in 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 **** 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 blushed
**** what you heard like a **** in your ear
***** 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 mother ****er...

Chorus x 2

[The Realest]
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[Death Row *****
Death Row *****
Death Row in this mother ****er
Come on] x 3 (in background)
**
(talking over)
I'm poppin shit
Double R tops dropped
And the glocks ****
Bullet-Proof vests never get put to rest
Know what I mean?
For my ***** Makaveli we still ridin up in this mother ****er
Death Row Westside *****
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 mother ****er
Eat a **** all day
Eat a **** all day on westside