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Intro: Luke
UH! Yo fuck ass niggas
let me tell y`all one thing right now I just don`t give a fuck!
I`ma let niggas just RIP y`all motherfuckin` throwdown y`all
gay ass motherfuckers! Snoop ass hoe ass dog ass nigga!
Dre you ain`t nothin` but my bitch I`ma make you my bitch!
You look like you could suck a nigga` dick hoe ass motherfucker!!
Verse 1: JT Money
I know niggas ain`t tryin` to diss comin` with that wack shit
Keep tryin` to front, get your motherfuckin` back split
And yo` ass kicked! Your shit is drastic!
Run up on my nigga, get your punk ass blasted!
Real niggas don`t talk that gay shit
Talk about, let another nigga suck ya dick
Only punks talk like that
I won`t even bust ya; I`ll slap you with my gat!
Frontin` like a gangsta, but you`s a faggot
See if you can act it, but you can`t back it
A nigga like me won`t play wit` ya
I`ma BUCK BUCK BUCK when I get ya!
Fuck it, I`m Goin` All Out
Step on Death Row and spray up ya house, nigga!
Dumb motherfucker tryin` to talk bad
Fuck around, get a missile launched in yo` ass
And for your homies talkin` fly shit,
If we was locked up together I`d have made `em MY bitches!
`Cause I know y`all pranksters
Y`all niggas still Fakin` Like Gangsters! Fuck y`all!!
Verse 2: Clayvosie
It`s about time for me to tear the roof off the motherfucker
I grab the gat to make you fuck-niggas run for cover
You can fool a groupie, but you can`t fool a gangsta
1985, you used to be a fuckin` prankster
Down with (?) and the World Wreckin` Cru
Turnin` off the lights and dressin` like bitches too
Every nigga on Death Row must be a joke
I put a level to the chair and watch you niggas smoke
Real niggas don`t follow punks down here
I guess your nigga Snoopie Dogg must be a queer
So who the fuck you gonna blast here in Miami?
Fuck with me and I`ll kill your whol` family!
And I do mean hoe`, you think I`m playin`, son?
I got my glock to your head, now where you gonna run?
Before you diss my nigga Luke, you better think twice
I`ll pull a trigger, nigga, and turn off your life!
Luke:
Yeah, fuck-ass nigga, you just don`t know! A nigga know about yo`
motherfuckin` ass with them `Turn Off the Lights` days! Nigga,
when you was sittin` on them album covers with the motherfuckin`
lip gloss, and them sequins outfits on, nigga, I know what a nigga want
you to do right now! Nigga, you know what I want you to do for me
right now? I want you to just, *music stops*
Take off that g-string, ba-by,
`Cause you know you look real cra-zy,
And you gon` be my hoe - maybe -
I just don`t like this nigga.
Yo, Mike Fresh, let`s just take these fuck-niggas` beat!!
*The opening of the instrumental track from `Fuck Wit Dre Day`*
Yeah, this is how we do, we take fuck-niggas` beat!
Yo, better yet, fuck that shit, my nigga, fuck that shit!
*The record needle is dragged off*
Yo, my nigga, bring the real shit in!
Get that ol` coochie shit outta here!!
*The `Cowards` track comes back on*
Verse 3: JT Money
Verse two, motherfucker, I still hit you with the ill shit
Fuck with my nigga and yo` ass`ll get killed quick
Pussy nigga, you ain`t shit!!
Did a whole album of other niggas pullin` your dick
I`ll wreck your whole staff
Bust shots at they ass, you niggas can`t last!
So don`t try to flip the script, money grip
Got a tech on my hip, plus I`m in the mood to trip
And I`ll take your 4-4
Take a walk down Death Row, them niggas get Petrol
`Cause that shit ain`t nothin` but soft-town
Play bad, get knocked the fuck off, clown
I`ll be on the D.L. scopin`
Catch you slippin`, leave your motherfuckin` chest open
That nigga changed gears like a 10-speed
Last album, that nigga was against weed
Now he`s mister Chronic-man
Get high, nigga, try to play bionic man
Act like you wanna be tough
And we gon` see who`ll really get fucked, ya fuck!!
Luke: Yeah, fuck-ass nigga, lemme tell you somethin`! What you gon`
be? You gon` be a real nigga or you gon` be a flaunt, nigga? You gon`
be on weed, or you ain`t gon` be on weed? You gon` be a bruise next
year! Aaight, what you gon` be on this motherfuckin` year? Let me
tell you somethin` `bout a nigga, right? All real niggas - I mean, you
lookin` at a real nigga, nigga, now lemme tell you somethin`, have you
ever got head on stage, then? I`ll get head from yo` motherfuckin` hoe
on stage! You let the bitch be in the audience, `cause I`ma take that
pussy! You a pussy-ass, cock-ass nigga! Lemme tell you somethin`!
Cowards in Compton get sprayed in dank! Cowards in Compton get
sprayed in dank, pussy!! Cowards in Compton get sprayed in
motherfuckin` dank!! You hoe-ass nigga, you my bitch, bitch!!
JT (in the manner of Dre): HELL yeah!
Announcer (talking rapidly):
Luke Records would like to acknowledge that all references made in the
previous work towards homosexuals is not reflecting anti-homosexual
position on our part. Our problem was just homosexuals by the name of
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