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[Intro:] Lights out in this bitch Sit your ass in that chair You ain't goin' nowhere nigga [gun cocks] Got this heater ready Will even crack ya ass over tha head witta bottle Whatever the fuck we gotta do to let you know.. [Verse 1:] That ain't no nigga sicker then me I'm as sick as can be They get offended when I'm rippin' tha beat You can't get dough quicker then me Cause in particularly I get figures like I'm flippin' some D?? I don't know whatchu claim but I'm pro wit' the aim Nigga the Crooked'll put a whole in ya brain Stick pole in ya dame make her strow witta caine(sp?) Notorious label and Death Row is tha name, huh Money and power and I devour cowards Wit' bullets that come in a thousands miles and hour How's about get tha ?? wit' tha shower Witcha house wit' bullets that might knock down towers ? Punk motherfuckers wanna fuck wit' me Get wild, get drawn then I shoot ya team Letras de cancionesNiggaz gettin' slumped uncomfortably Get a slug for free, I got a thug degree In ya motherfuckin' faces witta' bumper bee Killa enemy, in any vicinity Wit' the mini machine gun, offendin' me and my company (Tha Row!) You niggaz can't fuck wit' that Rubbin' ya guns but where you bustas at? Pull up at the club and get out the truck wit' gats Death Row's Back now what's up wit' that? [Chorus: x2] You can do what you want but can't stop this here We got niggaz on the block in fear Some gangsta shit is about to drop this year Our rise to the top is near You been waitin' around for that West Coast shit Ghetto ass out from the Death Row clique If you a hustler then check yo crip If you a hater then you can suck a dick.. [Outro:] Suck A Dick... From Letras Mania