Letra de la canción
* (intro : spoken)
that's fuc*** up, yeah.
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
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to be a bitch, you don't necessarily have to have a pussy in your pants
(true indeed, true indeed)
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
don't make no sense to these muthafuckas
now to make it real clear i'm gonna explain it to ya in a story form
like this here
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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 f*** 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
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 fuc*** 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
(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
comin' with the b-o-m-b