"A Nigga Witta Gun" lyrics - DR. DRE

Who is the man with the masterplan?
A Nigga Witta muthafuckin' Gun.

44 reason come to mind
Why you muthafuckin' brothers' hard to find
He be walkin' on the streets & 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
'Cause them punk muthafuckers in black & white
Ain't the only muthafuckers I gots to fight
I thinks it's better to be retellin' the facts than cuffed up & jacked & fucked-up.
What you niggas lookin' at? You goin' goddamn!
'Cause it's the city & for you to survive a nigga gotta be a gangsta
& I'm a nigga you can't remove
Took out a lot of muthafuckers 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
'Cause I relax & back, do a job & jet
Yo I know you understand my flow
So here we go with Death Row
Come let a muthafucker know.

Who is the man with the masterplan?
A Nigga Witta muthafuckin' Gun.
Who is the man with the masterplan?
A Nigga Witta muthafuckin' Gun.

D R E
A muthafucker who's known for carryin' gats & 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
.44.tre-8 or AK-47
'Cause slowly but surely send you on a stairway to heaven
Just put my finger on the trigger & pull back & lay a punk muthafucker flat
As he wonder what popped before he got popped
I told you I was Dre & you know it don't stop
Now I know you understand my flow
So here we go with Death Row
Come let a muthafucker know.

Who is the man with the masterplan?
A Nigga Witta muthafuckin' Gun.
Who is the man with the masterplan?
A Nigga Witta muthafuckin' Gun.
Who is the man with the masterplan?
A Nigga Witta muthafuckin' Gun.
Who is the man with the masterplan?
A Nigga Witta muthafuckin' 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 'cause you realize 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
& if muthafuckers come at me wrong
I straight put my.44 Desert Eagle to his muthafuckin' dome
& 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 & give it a try
& if you die youse a buster 'cause real niggas don't die
But some still don't hear me though
Your too near me not to hear me, nigga yo
So now you know.

Who is the man with the masterplan?
A Nigga Witta muthafuckin' Gun.
Who is the man with the masterplan?
A Nigga Witta muthafuckin' Gun.
Who is the man with the masterplan?
A Nigga Witta muthafuckin' Gun.
Who is the man with the masterplan?
A Nigga Witta muthafuckin' Gun.