A Nigga Witta Gun

> [Chorus] Who is the man with the master plan? A nigga with a motherfucking gun 44 reason come to mind Why you motherfucking brothers' hard to find He be walking on the streets and fucking with mine Stupid punk can't fuck with a mastermind See I never take a step on a Compton block Or LA without the AK ready to pop 'cause them punk motherfuckers in black and white Ain't the only motherfuckers I gots to fight I thinks it's better to be retelling the facts than cuffed up And jacked and fucked up What you niggas looking at? You going Goddamn! 'cause it's the city And for you to survive a nigga gotta be a gangsta And I'm a nigga you can't remove Took out a lot of motherfuckers for trying to prove To their homies that they can hang by dealing with me But once again in the end they D-E-A-D I never did time on a murder yet 'cause I relax and back, do a job and jet Yo I know you understand my flow So here we go with Death Row Come let a motherfucker know [Chorus: x2] D-are-E A motherfucker who's known for carryin gats And kick raps that make snaps Adapts to anything violent that I'm located at If you see me on the solo moves best believe that I'm strapped 4-4, .tre-8 or AK-47 'cause slowly but surely send you on a stairway to heaven Just put my finger on the trigger and pull back And lay a punk motherfucker flat As he wonder what popped before he got popped I told you I was Dre and you know it don't stop Now I know you understand my flow So here we go with Death Row Come let a motherfucker know [Chorus: x4] I breaks em off, I breaks em off yeah I breaks em off, I breaks em off yeah I breaks em off but I ain't speaking about between the thighs I'm talking about cocking a gauge in between your eyes That'll make you drop to your knees 'cause you realize That a gat will make any nigga civilized Old buster ass nigga talking bullshit Don't know that I'm the wrong nigga to fuck with Get lit or hit up by the doctor A nigga that breaks em off properly Real G so doubt it I'm the one who's doing it while these other niggas talk about it And if motherfuckers come at me wrong I straight put my .44 Desert Eagle to his motherfucking dome And show him why they call me the notorious one The name's Dre Eastwood when I'm packing a gun You don't believe me, well step up and give it a try And if you die youse a buster 'cause real niggas don't die But some still don't hear me though You're too near me not to hear me, nigga yo So now you know [Chorus: x4] ------------- Lyrics Powered by LyricFind Written By CHEEK, CALLIE/WHITE, DENNIS/BELL, KEVIN/LASSITER, KEVIN Lyrics © EMI Music Publishing, Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.