A nigga witta motherfuckin gun

 44 reason come to mind
 Why you motherfuckin brothers' hard to find
 He be walkin on the streets and fuckin 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
 Cos them punk motherfuckers in black and white
 Ain't the only motherfuckers I gots to fight
 I thinks it's better to be retellin the facts than cuffed up
 and jacked and fucked up
 What you niggas lookin at? You goin
 goddamn! Cos 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 tryin to prove
 To their homies that they can hang by dealin with me
 But once again in the end they D-E-A-D
 I never did time on a murder yet
 Cos 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

 Who is the man with the masterplan?
 A nigga witta motherfuckin gun
 Who is the man with the masterplan?
 A nigga witta motherfuckin gun

 D-R-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
 Cos 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

 Who is the man with the masterplan?
 A nigga witta motherfuckin gun
 Who is the man with the masterplan?
 A nigga witta motherfuckin gun
 Who is the man with the masterplan?
 A nigga witta motherfuckin gun
 Who is the man with the masterplan?
 A nigga witta motherfuckin gun

 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 speakin about between the thighs
 I'm talkin about cockin a gauge in between your eyes
 That'll make you drop to your knees cos you realise
 that a gat will make any nigga civilised
 Old buster ass nigga talkin 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 proper-ly
 Real G so doubt it
 I'm the one who's doin it while these other niggas talk about it
 And if motherfuckers come at me wrong
 I straight put my .44 Desert Eagle to his motherfuckin dome
 And show him why they call me the notorious one
 The name's Dre Eastwood when I'm packin a gun
 You don't believe me, well step up and give it a try
 And if you die youse a buster cos 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

 Who is the man with the masterplan?
 A nigga witta motherfuckin gun
 Who is the man with the masterplan?
 A nigga witta motherfuckin gun
 Who is the man with the masterplan?
 A nigga witta motherfuckin gun
 Who is the man with the masterplan?
 A nigga witta motherfuckin gun