Rat-tat-tat-tat Lyrics

You really don't understand, do you?Hey man, don't you realiseIn order for us to make this thing work, man,We gotta get rid of the pimps, and the pushers, and the prostitutesand then start all over again clean.Nigga'z you crazy!?!Once againThe 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 gatOn the streets of LAWonderin' where the pussy at.Straight player, looking for a hoe,Hangin' out, rollin in my '64.16 swicthes for the niggaz 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 upBy the soldier. Creep, creep! You best move.Like Luthor Vandross, I'm fuckin' up the west coast.I'm right back up in you when you nut.1-2-3 nut, from the D-R-E, butThis is for the hoes that I used to knowWhen 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 to the tat like that, and I...Never hesitate to put a nigga on his back!Rat-tat-tat-tat to the tat like that, and I...Never hesitate to put a nigga on his back!Oh wait, that's that nigga that owe you that grip.Yeah, there that fool is.Break him off proper thenWhat's up, what's happinin' ?I'm the man.Nigga you delinquent, can i get those end?Nigga, pay this nigga here.I ain't got yo moneyWell, yo, check this out, nigga.What's up, fool?What's up?What's up?You motherfucker.I'll be back though, I'll be backOh yeah? You ain't never comin' back, fool.Never hesitate to put a nigga on his back!Yeah, nigga.Rat-tat-tat-tat to the tat like that. You know I...Never hesitate to put a nigga on his back!Rat-tat-tat-tat to the tat like that, and I...Never hesitate to put a nigga on his back!Rat-tat-tat-tat to the tat like that. You know I...Never hesitate to put a nigga on his back!Rat-tat-tat-tat to the 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 keys from my block.And it don't stop.Tell me where ya wanna go:To the stripOr take a trip bawlin' with the row.My shit off in your system attacks.Indo smoke in ya lungs, like that.And you can lift it calm, enough is the bomb.Takin' away like hell gone, Veitnam.California, back in on a mission, provin' a point:In my game ain't no fuckin' competition!They wishin', but they run up by reality.CPD, CAL - my locality.It's strange how I re-arrange and change the businessBy droppin' shit like this.Dope, niggaz can't cope with the realI peel penetentiary steel, and when I kill it goes...Rat-tat-tat-tat to the tat like that, and I...Never hesitate to put a nigga on his back! Yeah...Rat-tat-tat-tat to the tat like that. You know I...Never hesitate to put a nigga on his back!Rat-tat-tat-tat to the tat like that, and I...Never hesitate to put a nigga on his back! Hell yeah...Rat-tat-tat-tat to the tat like that. You know I...Never hesitate to put a nigga on his back!Straight up, now you niggaz know where my homie is comin' fromSo quit the chit-chat, before you find yourself flat on your b-iz-ack, foolIt's 9-deuce. Dr Dr-iz-e is sittin on T-iz-op! It don't stopTreatin' busters just like a punk ass c-iz-op!BIYITCH!