Stayin Alive

(Speaking)

Yeah

bring it on, dedicated to the niggas that thought I lost it

no falloffish [stayin alive]

Yeah, keep this thing going stayin alive you beezy

Mac D.R.E, up in this bitch Yeah

Im out back mothafucka

Im out back with the dawgs

(Chorus)

You never met a nigga like me

The M to the D

from the C.C.C

Im a G

I run with niggas that jack for fun

and I'll never leave the house without packing my gun

(whole thing X2)

(Verse 1)

I'm seeing studio gangstas get lost in the fame

you paper sack niggas keep crossing the game

you think life ain't made 'em but a gang of bitches

you can't stop talking if you hang with snitches

You'se a suckelle nigga

quit dropping the salt

if you pimpin ain't strong it's not my fault

at every event

I see your face

with my name in your mouth you must love the taste

Nigga, what the deal

is you for real

playing ho games and get your cap peeled

now hear mack spill straight from the heart

I buy fits with the chips that I take from marks

cause a major part

of this game is muscle

Us sawavege get cabbage respect the hustle

when I'm wide around the mouth[wide around the mouth]

I pull a pistol out [pull a pistol out]

boy I needed big [boy I needed big]

don't make me split yo wig [dont make me split yo wig]

Nigga, Mac D.R.E, you never met a nigga like me

(Chorus)

You never met a nigga like me

The M to the D

from the C.C.C

Im a G

I run with niggas that jack for fun

and I'll never leave the house without packing my gun

(whole thing X2)

(Verse 2)

Head Honcho

But you can call me Sancho

creepin with yo bitch got my dick on her tonsils

I'm at the crib with your bitch in the door

smokin crip feeding goldfish to my shark

the kind of nigga that you haters hate the most

quick to pull the trigger when a nigga play me close

West Coast Cuthoat Gorilla

It gets no realer I Gets more scrilla [ching ching]

Yo nigga big dick daddy

I get paid from a big thick patty and matty

I bubble I represent the double R

in my car gon' give the rollers trouble

on a high speed chase on the freeway

don't think the police want to see Dre

Im bonafide certified

and gon' be still jackin when I'm 35

(Chorus)

you never met a nigga like me

The M to the D

from the C.C.C

Im a G

I run with niggas that jack for fun

and I'll never leave the house without packing my gun

(whole thing X2)

(Verse 3)

All must die and some die young

That's why I never leave the house without packing my gun

My selection for protection desert eagle

I'm down and dirty

never legal

I Know some people that will get you for your jewels

them cuthoat fools nigga

you know the rules

caught slippin

give it up

you think i'm trippin I could give a fuck

Romp renegade smokin dank in in the shade

drinkin Yukon Jack and lemonade blade

What the fuck you heard

your pimpin's to the curve

you actin like a nerd

get your life straight

pull your self together

If your bitch want to ho up

nigga let her

Is nothing like the feeling of a pimp with money

you better recognize you big dummy

(Chorus)

you never met a nigga like me

The M to the D

from the C.C.C

Im a G

I run with niggas that jack for fun

and I'll never leave the house without packing my gun

(whole thing X4)

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