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'
Niggaz wit attitudes?
Naw loc.
Niggas on a muthafuckin' mission
What up niggas and niggettes?
That crazy ass nigga's back
In the muthafuckin' hizzouse
The notorious Compton G
D.R.E.
On the solo tip
Fuck them other fools
What up Ren? Yeah
Droppin' Chronic flakes on yo ass bitch
West Coast 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
If that bitch can't swim
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. Roarke and Tattoo
A.K.A. Jerry Eazy
Sincirly yours
Deeez muthafuckin' Nuuuts
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

(Get out, get out. I don't love you no more)

Yeah nigga
You'ze a penguin lookin'...