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 committing mass murder

And we ain't asking for shit, nigga, we taking it

So, Dre, blast they ass, nigga!

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

On the streets of L.A. wondering where the pussy at

Straight player, looking for a ho

Hanging out, rolling in my six-four

Sixteen switches for the niggas in my hood

Seventeen shells so I make it understood

Stay back, lay back, way back in the cut

Ya come outside, nigga, ya getting fucked up

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

Like Luther Vandross, I'm fucking 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 sixty-four 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 happening? (Can I get them ends?) What's up?

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

Aye, nigga, pay this nigga (He ain't tripping), well, what's up?

Man, I ain't got your money (Go 'head) 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, yo, I'll be back! (Oh yeah?) You ain't never coming 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 (Yeah)

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

Never hesitate to put a nigga on his back

Creeping and peeping and we can get with these

The Chronic, slanging fat kis from my block

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

To the strip, or take a trip balling with the Row

My shit off in ya system attacks

Indo smoke go in ya lungs like that

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

Taken away like Calgon, Vietnam

California, back and on a mission

Proving a point, in my game, ain't no fucking competition

They wishing 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 dropping 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 (Yeah)

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 (Hell yeah)

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 coming from

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

It's nine-deuce, Dr. Drizzay's sitting on tizzop

It don't stop, treating busters like a punk-ass cizzop

Bitch!