Rat-Tat-Tat-Tat Lyrics – Dr. Dre
You really don’t understand, do you?
Hey man, don’t you realize in order for us to make this thing work, man, we’ve got to get rid of the pimps, and the pushers and the prostitutes?
And then start all over again clean
***, is you crazy?
Once again, the mighty Death Row organization committing mass ***
And we ain’t asking for ***, ***, we taking it
So, Dre, blast they ass, ***!
Rat-tat-tat-tat late at night with my gat
On the streets of L.A. wondering where the *** at
Straight player, looking for a ho
Hanging out, rolling in my six-four
Sixteen switches for the niggas in my hood
Seventeen shells so I make it understood
Stay back, lay back, way back in the cut
Ya come outside, ***, ya getting *** up
I done told ya, creep-creep, ya best move
Like Luther Vandross, I’m *** up the west coast
I’m right back up in ya when ya nut
One, two, three nut, from the D-R-E but
This is for the hoes that I used to know
When I didn’t have my sixty-four and a lot of dough
I keep it like this and like that, and I
Never hesitate to put a *** on his back
Rat-tat-tat-tat, tat-ta-tat, like that, and I
Never hesitate to put a *** on his back
Rat-tat-tat-tat, tat-ta-tat, like that, and I
Never hesitate to put a *** on his back
Ooh-wee, that’s that *** owe you that grip
Yeah, there that fool is (Well, what’s up? Break him off proper then)
What’s up? What’s happening? (Can I get them ends?) What’s up?
***, you delinquent, can I get those ends? (I ain’t)
Aye, ***, pay this *** (He ain’t tripping), well, what’s up?
Man, I ain’t got your money (Go ‘head) Well, yo, check this out, ***
What’s up, fool? What’s up? What’s up? You don’t want—
Yeah, ***
I’ll be back, yo, I’ll be back! (Oh yeah?) You ain’t never coming back, fool
Never hesitate to put a *** on his back (Yeah, ***)
Rat-tat-tat-tat, tat-ta-tat, like that, you know I
Never hesitate to put a *** on his back
Rat-tat-tat-tat, tat-ta-tat, like that, and I
Never hesitate to put a *** on his back
Rat-tat-tat-tat, tat-ta-tat, like that, you know I
Never hesitate to put a *** on his back (Yeah)
Rat-tat-tat-tat, tat-ta-tat, like that, and I
Never hesitate to put a *** on his back
Creeping and peeping and we can get with these
The Chronic, slanging fat kis from my block
And it don’t stop, tell me where you wanna go
To the strip, or take a trip balling with the Row
My *** off in ya system attacks
Indo smoke go in ya lungs like that
You get lifted, calm, and if it’s the bomb
Taken away like Calgon, Vietnam
California, back and on a mission
Proving a point, in my game, ain’t no *** competition
They wishing 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 dropping *** like this
***, niggas can’t cope with the real
I bill, penitentiary steel, when I ***, it goes
Rat-tat-tat-tat, tat-ta-tat, like that, and I
Never hesitate to put a *** on his back (Yeah)
Rat-tat-tat-tat, tat-ta-tat, like that, you know I
Never hesitate to put a *** on his back
Rat-tat-tat-tat, tat-ta-tat, like that, and I
Never hesitate to put a *** on his back (Hell yeah)
Rat-tat-tat-tat, tat-ta-tat, like that, you know I
Never hesitate to put a *** on his back
Straight up
Now you niggas know where my homie coming from
So quit the chit-chat ‘fore you find yourself flat on your bizzack, fool
It’s nine-deuce, Dr. Drizzay’s sitting on tizzop
It don’t stop, treating busters like a punk-ass cizzop
***!
