RBX - Rat-Tat-Tat-Tat lyrics

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RBX - Rat-Tat-Tat-Tat lyrics

[Intro: Roger E. Mosley + RBX] You really don't understand, do you? Hey man, don't you realize that, in order for us to make this thing work, we gotta get rid of the pimps, and the pushers, and then start all over again clean n***a, is you crazy? Once again, the mighty d**h Row organization committin' ma** murder, and we ain't askin' for sh**, n***a—we takin' it! So Dre, blast they a**, n***a! [Verse 1: Dr. Dre] Rat-tat-tat-tat late at night with my gat On the streets of L.A Wonderin' where the p**y at Straight player, looking for a ho Hangin' out, rollin' in my '64 16 switches for the n***as in my hood 17 shells so I make it understood Stay back, lay back, way back in the cut Ya come outside n***a ya gettin' f**ed up But I told ya, Creep, Creep ya best move Like Luther Vandross, f**in' up the west coast I'm right back up in ya when ya nut 1-2-3 nut, from the D-R-E but This is for the hoes that I used to know When I didn't have my '64 and a lot of dough I keep ya this and like that [Hook: Dr. Dre + Snoop Dogg] And I never hesitate to put a n***a on his back Rat-tat-tat-tat tat ta tat like that And I never hesitate to put a n***a on his back Rat-tat-tat-tat tat ta tat like that And I never hesitate to put a n***a on his back [Interlude] Oh wait, that's that n***a that owe ya that grip Yeah there that fool is Break him off proper then What's up, what's happenin' ? n***a you delinquent, can I get those ends? n***a, pay this n***a, he ain't trippin' [I ain't got yo money] Well, yo, check this out, n***a What's up? *slaps around some guy that owes them money* What's up? What's up? Ya motherf**er [I'll be back, yo! I'll be back!] Ya, you ain't never comin' back! [Hook: Dr. Dre + Snoop Dogg] And I never hesitate to put a n***a on his back Rat-tat-tat-tat tat ta tat like that And I never hesitate to put a n***a on his back Rat-tat-tat-tat tat ta tat like that And I never hesitate to put a n***a on his back [Verse 2] Creepin' and peepin' and I can get with these The chronic, slangin' fat ki's from my block And it don't stop Tell me where ya wanna go To the strip Or take a trip bawlin' with the row My sh** off in ya system attacks Indo smoke in ya lungs, like that You get lifted, calm, and if it's da bomb Taken away like Calgon on Vietnam California, back and on a mission, makin' a point Ain't no f**in' competition They wishin' 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 droppin' sh** like this Dope, n***as can't cope with the real I peal, penitentiaries still, when I k** it goes... [Hook: Dr. Dre + Snoop Dogg] And I never hesitate to put a n***a on his back Rat-tat-tat-tat tat ta tat like that And I never hesitate to put a n***a on his back Rat-tat-tat-tat tat ta tat like that And I never hesitate to put a n***a on his back [Outro: Snoop Dogg] Straight up. Now you n***as know where my homie comin' from So quit the chit-chat, before ya find yourself flat on your bizzack, fool It's 9-duce, Dr Drizzay, is sittin' on tizzop! It don't stop Treatin' buster's like a punk-a** cizzop! BIAATTCHHH!

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