Lyrics:
a gun
Grabbed her by the arm said
"If you do what I tell you to
There won't be any harm"
And Johnny said "Take my money
Take my wallet
Take my credit
don't cry.
Well they say I'm being punished
And they say I can be reformed
But some day I'll return.
Did they really think that
This time it
the trash bin
That lies by that old stone wall?
Keep working on your grades
You don't need to talk to them at all
Wake up, Johnny
It's midday
Why 'you living
the victom of the shorties in my grill
Askin me to keep it real, but shorty I don't pay no bills
Do I gots the flex to get wit cha, paint you a cold picture
Sup?
Short Dogg back in the house beeyatch!
And it don't stop to the beat
Ain't no thang but a chicken wing
We gonna do it like this one mo' time
(Baby, you know, you know, you know I need your love)
You cannot find no one better than this
Try to do right by you, but we can't mix, I tried
better recognize) (2x)
(Think you better recognize) (2x)
Sam: (Dre)
Well I'm back in the mix with a bottle of hennessy,
so fire up a blunt let's have
the ceiling
(I never knew I'd)
I don't do Black music, I don't do white music
I make fight music for high school kids
I put lives at risk when I drive
might know but ain't tellin, too bad you missed it
Johnny, Dangerously Blaze another enemy made another due paid
Color-safe bleach so I don't fade
Scar
pools
Over 80 million records sold
And I ain't have to do it with ten or eleven-year-olds
'Cause what you say is what you say
Say what you say how
em don't get bite by the snake
This thing can attack from the back I bet u feel my pain
[Johnny Richter:]
Hardcore to the brain I bet it make your
10 with it, so I ain't gotta rap
But I'm thankful for that, don't mistakin' me, black
Or you'll be stankin' in the back of a fuckin' Cadillac
I'ma
It started March of sixty-four
Many years ago
We were hired by Johnny Cash
To open up his show
Four boys, a worn out Cadillac
With a road map
Ignorance is bliss
Yeah its bliss
Aye yuh
Aye
Look
You Better get up in the mix mix mix cake batter
Do your lil dance baby
It don't even matter
All eyes
10 with it, so I ain't gotta rap
But I'm thankful for that, don't mistakin' me, black
Or you'll be stankin' in the back of a fuckin' Cadillac
I'ma
he wouldn't see a thing
Been three more times and it's always the same
'Cause he moves too much and he talks too loud
But I don't mind 'cause I'm
In this ten-cent town
It's about to break me
I'm gonna mix a drink and try to drown this worthlessness
Call mom and tell her I'm alright
Well he
go by the name of LEN
l e n
and we gonna go a lil something like this
check it out
d rock
i got mumbles on the beats and me and biz
and excite, mysterious as a ghost
Check the style plus the swiftness
Don't take my word for it, you be the witness
No one lies when the truth is starin'
didn't do it I can't fuck with it
NWA is like a mix a fix a trix
Real niggas with big dicks
You're takin' a chance when you think that
Talkin' under
it out
The paparazzi flashes, and that they think that it's you
But they don't know that who you are is not what you do
True, we get it twisted when
you want to talk, wouldn't you have called on me by now?
I know it sounds lame, but that's just how it is for me baby
But if I don't speak, maybe we
that sound shake it around your mind , mind , mind
Johnny and Eddie and me and Jimmy and Jack
Are gonna do a little number on the teacher when she
favorite spot
Plus I like it there, 'cause I got love on the list
High powered juice, where I don't even get frisked
Walk up in the place and get love
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