Real n*ggaz Don’t Die lyrics

[Intro: Dr. Dre, The Last Poets sample]
The motherf*ckin' saga continues...

"Die, n*gga! We are born to die, n*gga!
You've been dyin' for 400 years
n*ggas know how to die
n*ggas don't know nothin' else, but dying
n*ggas dream about dying"

[Bridge: MC Ren]
I'm a motherf*ckin n*gga (with an attitude)
I'm a motherf*ckin n*gga (with an attitude)
I'm a motherf*ckin n*gga (with an attitude)
I'm a motherf*ckin n*gga (with an attitude)

[Verse 1: Dr. Dre]
I got a case, of spittin in a motherf*cker's face
So me and my ace, we got a taste
Of a motherf*cker's billy club, he took his gun and
Put it to my head and said "n*gga, start runnin"
So tell me what's the next episode?
Is he crazy? Does he want to chase me or waste me?
I thought "Run, n*gga, run", but I caught myself
Because my secondary thought was death
I've got head and heart real, but still a motherf*cker said
"I want another black motherf*cker dead
n*ggas ain't good for sh*t to me
'Cause it's a race for second class, so get your ass
Up against the wall, b*tch!" and then he tried
To jump me, but the punk became a victim of a walk-by
f*ckin' with Dre, you get a foot up in your as*h*le
It's just another way to let you know
n*gga send 'em, n*gga send 'em, n*gga send 'em
Punk can't f*ck with me
Real motherf*ckin' G
Straight from the streets of the CPT
Telling you why, real n*ggas don't die
[Hook]
"I-iiiiiii, just want to celebrate!"

[Verse 2: MC Ren]
Real n*ggas don't die, 'cause they eventually multiply
The n*ggas I'm with – they take an eye for an eye
Because the times are so wrong, gotta stay so strong
n*ggas gotta keep it goin' on and on
And don't let no paleface throw your ass in a snail race
Have your residence occupyin' a jail space
That's what they want to do 'cause the system is f*cked around
I try to let you know with the records that's underground
They don't give a f*ck about a n*gga
They would rather pull the trigger
And have you in front of a barrel smilin sayin "Cheese!"
So n*gga get smart and rebel back
I'm not with that black sh*t so I'm not gonna yell that
All I see is n*ggas getting harassed
And can't do nothin about it but get a foot in they ass, yo –
But if every n*gga grabbed a nine
And started shootin' motherf*ckers, it would put 'em in line
And that's how it's supposed to be
When a pus*y-ass n*gga try to f*ck with me
Yo! Because it's useless to try
To kill a n*gga, 'cause, n*gga, a motherf*ckin real n*gga don't die!
[Hook]
"I-iiiiiii, just want to celebrate!"

[Interlude: The Last Poets sample]
"Die, n*gga, everywhere you go –
n*ggas dying, n*ggas been dyin' for 400 years"

[Bridge: MC Ren]
I'm a motherf*ckin n*gga (with an attitude)

[Verse 3: Eazy-E]
Only the good die young, so that makes me young and bad
Puttin ass-kickings on the n*ggas that never had
So I guess that makes me tough sh*t
Straight up gangsta, wrong n*gga to f*ck with
So how can a n*gga die, when he's causin the bloodshed
By shootin' motherf*ckers in the head?
Tryin' to make a n*gga extinct, because they fear me
But never wanna hear me
So I'ma let 'em know how a n*gga's livin'
Takin' from motherf*ckers cause nobody ain't givin'
A damn thang! To a n*gga, a real n*gga
So I'm living by the motherf*ckin' trigger
'Cause a n*gga ain't afraid of bein' locked up
I'm out of luck, so why should I give a f*ck?
But they still want to try –
To kill a n*gga like me, but motherf*ckin' real n*ggas don't die!
[Hook]
"I-iiiiiii, just want to celebrate!"

[Outro: MC Ren]
Yeah, a real n*gga don't die!
Yeah motherf*ckers!
("Die, n*gga!")