Rat-Tat-Tat-Tat

You really don't understand, do you?

Hey man, don't you realize in order for us to make this thing work, man

We've got to get rid of the pimps and the pushers and the prostitutes?

And then start all over again clean

Nigga, is you crazy?

Once again

The mighty Death Row organization commitin' mass murder

And we ain't askin' for shit, nigga, we takin' it

So, Dre, blast they ass, nigga!

Rat-tat-tat-tat late at night with my gat

On the streets of L.A. wonderin' where the pussy at

Straight player, looking for a hoe

Hangin' out, rollin' in my '64

16 switches for the niggas in my hood

17 shells so I make it understood

Stay back, lay back, way back in the cut

You come outside, nigga, you gettin' fucked up

I done told ya, creep-creep, ya best move

Like Luther Vandross, I'm fuckin' up the west coast

I'm right back up in ya when ya nut

One, two, three nut, from the D-R-E but

This is for the hoes that I used to know

When I didn't have my '64 and a lot of dough

I keep it like this and like that, and I

Never hesitate to put a nigga on his back

Rat-tat-tat-tat, tat-ta-tat, like that, and I

Never hesitate to put a nigga on his back

Rat-tat-tat-tat, tat-ta-tat, like that, and I

Never hesitate to put a nigga on his back

Ooh-wee, that's that nigga owe you that grip

Yeah, there that fool is (well, what's up? Break him off proper then)

What's up? What's happenin'? (Can I get them ends?) What's up?

Nigga, you delinquent, can I get those ends? (I ain't)

Nigga, pay this nigga, he ain't trippin'

Man, I ain't got your money

Well, yo, check this out, nigga

What's up, fool? What's up?

What's up? You don't want-

Yeah, motherfucker

I'll be back though, I'll be back

You ain't never comin' back, fool

Never hesitate to put a nigga on his back (yeah, nigga)

Rat-tat-tat-tat, tat-ta-tat, like that, you know I

Never hesitate to put a nigga on his back

Rat-tat-tat-tat, tat-ta-tat, like that, and I

Never hesitate to put a nigga on his back

Rat-tat-tat-tat, tat-ta-tat, like that, you know I

Never hesitate to put a nigga on his back

Rat-tat-tat-tat, tat-ta-tat, like that, and I

Never hesitate to put a nigga on his back

Creepin' and peepin' and we can get with these

The Chronic, slangin' fat ki's from my block

And it don't stop, tell me where you wanna go

To the strip, or take a trip ballin' with the Row

My shit off in ya system attacks

Indo smoke go in your lungs, like that

You get lifted, calm, and if it's the bomb

Taken away like Calgon, Vietnam

California, back and on a mission, provin' a point

In my game, ain't no fuckin' competition

They wishin' but run up on reality

C-P-T, C-A-L my locality

It's strange how I re-arrange and change the business by droppin' shit like this

Dope, niggas can't cope with the real

I bill, penitentiary steel, when I kill, it goes

Rat-tat-tat-tat, tat-ta-tat, like that, and I

Never hesitate to put a nigga on his back

Rat-tat-tat-tat, tat-ta-tat, like that, you know I

Never hesitate to put a nigga on his back

Rat-tat-tat-tat, tat-ta-tat, like that, and I

Never hesitate to put a nigga on his back

Rat-tat-tat-tat, tat-ta-tat, like that, you know I

Never hesitate to put a nigga on his back

Straight up, now you niggas know where my homie comin' from

So quit the chit-chat 'fore you find yourself flat on your bizzack, fool

It's nine-deuce, Dr. Drizzay's sittin' on tizzop, it don't stop

Treatin' busters like a punk-ass cizzop

Biatch!