Lirik Lagu Stranded On Death Row - Dr. Dre Featuring Tha Dogg Pound, Bushwick Bi
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Intro: Bushwick Bill
Yes, it is I says meand all who agreeare more than threecause they are we(laughter)Yes, yo!, I'm in the house now for sureBecause I wanna talk about the hearts of menWho knows what evil lurks within themBut lets take a travel down the blindsideAnd see what we find on this...Path...Called...
Verse One: Kurupt
Stranded on Death Row, so duck when I swing my shitI get rugged like Rawhead Rex with fat tracks that fitsThe gangsta type, what I recite's kinda lethalNiggaz know, the flow that I kick, there's no refillI'm murderin niggaz, Yo, and maybe because of the toneI kicks my grip, the mic and kick shitNiggaz can't fuck withSo remember I go hardcore, and slamNuff respect like a sensei, ba-bash like Van DammeSo any nigga that claim they bossinWhat don't you bring your ass on over to Crenshaw and SlausonTake a walk through the hood, and we up to no goodSlangin on things like a real O.G. shouldI'm stackin and mackin and packin a ten soWhen you're slippin, I slip the clip inBut ain't no set-tripppinCause it's Death Row, rollin like the mafiaThink about whoopin some ass, but what the fuck stoppin yaAin't nathin but a busterI'm Stranded on Death Row for pumpin slugs in motherfuckersNow you know you're outdoneFeel the shotgun, Korrupt inmate cell block one
Verse Two: RBX
No prevention from this mention of sortsYour're a victim, from my driveby of thoughtsNo extensions, all attempts are to failBlinded by the light, it's time you learn braileFrom the lunatic, I death like arsenicWhen I kick up wicked rapsThat the grain will hit the scratchWith treachery, my literary form will blastAnd totally surpass the normNot a storm, plural, make it, many stormsWhen I'm vexed, I fly leg nec
Yes, it is I says meand all who agreeare more than threecause they are we(laughter)Yes, yo!, I'm in the house now for sureBecause I wanna talk about the hearts of menWho knows what evil lurks within themBut lets take a travel down the blindsideAnd see what we find on this...Path...Called...
Verse One: Kurupt
Stranded on Death Row, so duck when I swing my shitI get rugged like Rawhead Rex with fat tracks that fitsThe gangsta type, what I recite's kinda lethalNiggaz know, the flow that I kick, there's no refillI'm murderin niggaz, Yo, and maybe because of the toneI kicks my grip, the mic and kick shitNiggaz can't fuck withSo remember I go hardcore, and slamNuff respect like a sensei, ba-bash like Van DammeSo any nigga that claim they bossinWhat don't you bring your ass on over to Crenshaw and SlausonTake a walk through the hood, and we up to no goodSlangin on things like a real O.G. shouldI'm stackin and mackin and packin a ten soWhen you're slippin, I slip the clip inBut ain't no set-tripppinCause it's Death Row, rollin like the mafiaThink about whoopin some ass, but what the fuck stoppin yaAin't nathin but a busterI'm Stranded on Death Row for pumpin slugs in motherfuckersNow you know you're outdoneFeel the shotgun, Korrupt inmate cell block one
Verse Two: RBX
No prevention from this mention of sortsYour're a victim, from my driveby of thoughtsNo extensions, all attempts are to failBlinded by the light, it's time you learn braileFrom the lunatic, I death like arsenicWhen I kick up wicked rapsThat the grain will hit the scratchWith treachery, my literary form will blastAnd totally surpass the normNot a storm, plural, make it, many stormsWhen I'm vexed, I fly leg nec
