Lyrics: Ronald Gillion/James Parker/Jevon Jones
Music: Kurt Couthon
[Intro: Dr. Dre impersonator, Aspiring rapper & Mel Man impersonator]
Hey what's up, man?
Ayy yo Dre, I got some heat for you, man
I want you to check out this tape, dawg
Ya know what I'm sayin'? I wanna be put on Aftermath, how can I be down man?
Well you know how we get down over here
Nah man, how y'all get down?
Well, you know, you gotta un-ass some of that shoot
What?
Well, you wanna **** with the Aftermath right?
Ay man what the **** you doing? *belt*
Yo Mel Man, go get me the K-Y, dog
Yeah man, but
Yeah, yeah
This how all y'all get down over there, man?
*dropping pants*
["**** You" starts playing]
Here you go
Yeah man, go get the ecstasy pills, man
This one gon' be a wild one tonight
I wanna take this nigga manhood and his music
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 nigga named Alize, leave the bitch ass dead in a alleyway
Forever today, I'm lettin' him know, these Death Row niggas ain't gonna never play
Can you believe this nigga, 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? Nigga bow down on your ****in' knees
In this life I lead we kill for greed, understand we ride for currency
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 the nigga 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 nigga turn back to the old you
That bitch from the World Class Wreckin Cru
With your lipstick on and a dick in your ass
Ha, Ha, yeah nigga, you remember you
[Chorus: Twist]
So what do you say to somebody you hate?
Leave your body full of holes, left in chalk and tape
Mother**** Snoop and N.W.A
Death Row could give a **** about Dre
So what do you say to somebody you hate?
Leave your body full of holes, left in chalk and tape
Mother**** Snoop and N.W.A
Death Row could give a **** about Dre
[Verse 2: Swoop G]
If you bitch niggas **** with us
We got my niggas 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
Then 'Pac came out and he pulled his card
Had everybody knewin' that your ass a mark
**** Nate Dogg, Eminem, and Snoop
And all the bitch mother****ers that ride with you
I know they sided with you, they gon' hide with you
Yeah, nigga, mother****ers gon' die with you
Be prepared to shoot, let the guns bust nigga at the realest Swoop
Keita Rock and Lil Style in the Lexus Coupe
Everything you ride, nigga, is bulletproof
You know how Death Row do
[Chorus: Twist]
So what do you say to somebody you hate?
Leave your body full of holes, left in chalk and tape
Mother**** Snoop and N.W.A
Death Row could give a **** about Dre
So what do you say to somebody you hate?
Leave your body full of holes, left in chalk and tape
Mother**** Snoop and N.W.A
Death Row could give a **** about Dre
[Verse 3: Lil C Style]
Y'all know ya'll just some mark ass, [?] [?], bitch ass niggas who ain't gon' blast
When I see ya'll niggas I laugh
Cause can't none of ya'll niggas whoop my ass
I'm Lil C Style in the Lexus Coupe
High off weed and lots of loot
Ain't no tellin' what I'm gon' do
When I catch that scary ass nigga Snoop
Might blast at you, harass your boo 'cause a nigga 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 niggas dissin' you"
Cause you a bitch-ass, punk-ass, scary ass nigga who ain't gon' blast
I just might roll up and puff your ass
Then smoke weed with your cousin Daz
Tell him how a nigga just blast your ass
Young Swoop ain't gotta hit a nigga with no glass
Cause Keita Rock put niggas on they ass
Death Row niggas will always mash
Clock the cash, Glock the mask
And if you run up, I'll sock your ass
[Chorus: Twist]
So what do you say to somebody you hate?
Leave your body full of holes, left in chalk and tape
Mother**** Snoop and N.W.A
Death Row could give a **** about Dre
So what do you say to somebody you hate?
Leave your body full of holes, left in chalk and tape
Mother**** Snoop and N.W.A
Death Row could give a **** about Dre
[Verse 4: Twist]
I'll always be Twist, Salivate my [?] at dispense so blood I split like wrists after slit
It's Twist, 2, GDS
Sick attributes and attitudes like I have to shoot
With the heat that Slim Shady, have him ****in' his kid baby, your mouth full of M-80's
Bring him through the last circle, leave his ass hurtin' and his [?] [?], man, I can murk you
Stay away from the name brands, 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
[?] four minus too much, get your groove crushed, a true lust that could make a prostitute blush
**** what you heard like a dick in your ear
Make you faggots disappear, move swift from the rear
I'm back cappin' [?] that will [?] [?] until you drop dead
And Dre stay gay because 'Pac said
And it's Twist from Chaps and The Last Circle if you wanna know who said it, mother****ers
[Chorus: Twist]
So what do you say to somebody you hate?
Leave your body full of holes, left in chalk and tape
Mother**** Snoop and N.W.A
Death Row could give a **** about Dre
So what do you say to somebody you hate?
Leave your body full of holes, left in chalk and tape
Mother**** Snoop and N.W.A
Death Row could give a **** about Dre
[Outro: The Realest]
I'm poppin' shit (Death Row, nigga, Death Row, nigga)
Double R tops drop (Death Row in this mother****er)
When the Glock's cocked (Come on)
Bulletproof vest (Death Row, nigga)
Never get put to rest (Death Row, nigga)
Nah I mean? (Death Row in this mother****er, come on)
For my nigga Makaveli we still ridin' up in this muh****er (Death Row, nigga)
Death Row, Westside, nigga (Death Row, nigga)
Can you niggas see me? (Death Row in this mother****er)
The Realest (Come on)
A.k.a Tenkamenin The Vigilante, (Death Row, nigga, Death...) world don't understand me, the rebirth
Of a pitiful-ass young mother****er
Eat a dick all day
Eat a dick all day, on Westside