The D.O.C. Lyrics
The D.O.C. Lyrics
"From Ruthless 2 Death Row (Do We All Part) Lyrics"
Shut You Down Lyrics
Seperate... The true from trend, and the snakes from friends. We always learn the hard way. Only fakes... Running there mouth about loyalty, but now they got nothing to say to me. Just a line... I love my friends and I love my life Well, heres the truth punk: Only lies... Your friends are names, and your life's a game, I just call it how I see it. Take your time... 'Cus I took mine. And while I saw this throu
Seperate... The true from trend, and the snakes from friends. We always learn the hard way. Only fakes... Running there mouth about loyalty, but now they got nothing to say to me. Just a line... I love my friends and I love my life Well, heres the truth punk: Only lies... Your friends are names, and your life's a game, I just call it how I see it. Take your time... 'Cus I took mine. And while I saw this throu
(featuring Slick Rick)
(Intro : spoken)
That's fucked up, yeah.
Hey...
Welcome
To
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
(bee-yatch!)
Check this out
Bitch!
To be a bitch, you don't necessarily have to have a pussy in your pants
(True indeed, true indeed)
In fact
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
Hard work
Don't make no sense to these muthafuckas
Dumbass muthafuckas
Now to make it real clear I'm gonna explain it to ya in a story form
like this here
Check this out
I remember the way it started
Once upon a time
When a nig
Work It Out Lyrics
You know I got a thang for you I know you got a thang for me too So tell me baby What's it gonna be? Oooh Here we are, alone again Just like before we had a chance For romance baby Now it's slipping out our hands, baby Oh, well Sittin' here (Sittin' here) Ain't got much to talk about (Talk about) What we gonna do, to work it out (Work it out) Cuz this here's not enough We need changes, sittin' he
ga named Dre came, nigga got signedYou know I got a thang for you I know you got a thang for me too So tell me baby What's it gonna be? Oooh Here we are, alone again Just like before we had a chance For romance baby Now it's slipping out our hands, baby Oh, well Sittin' here (Sittin' here) Ain't got much to talk about (Talk about) What we gonna do, to work it out (Work it out) Cuz this here's not enough We need changes, sittin' he
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 fuck 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 fucked 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 beg
Love Have Mercy On Us Lyrics
Duet by Dolly Parton and Porter Wagoner Writer Dolly Parton Copyright 1973 I wasn't looking for you when I found you I just turned and I saw you there And I was so lonely and lost when I found you and I needed somebody to care And it had been so long since I'd been happy or needed or wanted or loved And now that I've found you let my arms around you oh love have mercy on us Have mercy on us don't let it be wrong for ther
inDuet by Dolly Parton and Porter Wagoner Writer Dolly Parton Copyright 1973 I wasn't looking for you when I found you I just turned and I saw you there And I was so lonely and lost when I found you and I needed somebody to care And it had been so long since I'd been happy or needed or wanted or loved And now that I've found you let my arms around you oh love have mercy on us Have mercy on us don't let it be wrong for ther
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
My Little Empire Lyrics
My little empire has risen and it's set My little empire is as good as it can get My little empire is coming around My little empire it don't make a sound My royalty it does not exist It is extinct for the eye to see My ideology it is dead and gone Almost forgotten for the eye to see My little empire I'm sick of being sick My little empire I'm tired of being tired My little empire I'm bored of
Fucked-up voice shit, nigga make moneyMy little empire has risen and it's set My little empire is as good as it can get My little empire is coming around My little empire it don't make a sound My royalty it does not exist It is extinct for the eye to see My ideology it is dead and gone Almost forgotten for the eye to see My little empire I'm sick of being sick My little empire I'm tired of being tired My little empire I'm bored of
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
Trick
Trick-ass
La-la-la..
(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
E-R-O-T-I-C
H-L-B
D-O-C
Comin' with the B-O-M-B
Beeyatch!