Chronic Lyrics

This is dedicated to the niggas that was down from day one.
Welcome to Death Row.
Like we always do about this time.
[laughs] Yeah.
9 deuce.
Death Row Records.
Creepin' while your sleepin'.
Niggas wit attitudes.
Naw loc.
Niggas on a muthafuckin' mission.
What up niggas ?
That crazy ass nigga's back.
In the muthafuckin' hizz-ouse.
The notorious Compton G.
D.R.E.
On the solo tip.
Fuck them other fo's.
What up Ren?
Yeah.
Droppin' Chronic flakes on yo ass bitch.
Westcoast flavor.
Niggas that talk shit.
Get delt wit real quick.
So if you wanna take a trip to the row.
Let a nigga like Snoop Doggy Dogg know.
Protected by niggas wit big dicks, A.K.'s & 187 skills.
So if it's a must you test us.
We can handle it in the streets nigga.
Fuck makin' records.
Yeah.
G's up hoes down.
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She bound to drizzown.
Peace to my nigga Drizze.
Another platinum hit nigga.
Peace to the D.O.C.
Still makin' it funky enough.
& Death Row records is in full muthafuckin' affizzect.
Oh Yeah.
P.S. fuck Mr. RORK & TATTOO.
A.K.A. Jerry & Eazy.
Sincirly yours.
These muthafuckin' nuts.
I don't love Eazy.
I don't love Jerry.
I don't love Ruthless records.
Frankly I don't love nothin' they got to do with.
But you know what I whant you to do for me.
Jerry & Eazy.
Check this shit out right here.
I want y'all to put these bizzalls.
In your jizzaws.
& walk um like a strizzaw.
Tell me what you sizzaw.
Yeah.
Y'all know what?
Fuck all y'all.
Fuck y'all.
Really though.
It's Death Row nigga.
You better ask somebody.
You really better ask somebody.
Yeah nigga.
You's a penguin lookin'...