fuck wit dre day

ha

yeah

hell yeah

ha knowhati'msayin

yeah

mista busta

where the fuck ya at?

can't scrap a lick

so i know ya got your gat

your dick on hard

from fuckin your road dogs

the hood you threw up with

niggaz you grew up with

don't even respect your ass

that's why it's time for the doctor

to check your ass

nigga

used to be my homey

used to be my ace

now i wanna slap the taste out yo mouth

nigga bow down to the row

fuckin me

now i'm fuckin you

little hoe

oh

don't think i forgot

let you slide

let me ride

just another homicide

yeah it's me so i'ma talk on

stompin on the 'eazy'est streets that you can walk on

so strap on your compton hat

your locs

and watch your back cause you might get smoked

loc

and pass the bud

and stay low-key

b.g. cause you lost all your homey's love

now call it what you want to

you fucked wit me

now it's a must that i fuck wit you

yeah

that's what the fuck i'm talkin about

we have your motherfuckin record company surrounded

put down the candy and let the little boy go

you knowhati'msayin

punk motherfucker

bow wow wow yippy yo yippy yay

doggy dogg's in the motherfuckin house

bow wow wow yippy yo yippy yay

death row's in the motherfuckin house

bow wow wow yippy yo yippy yay

the sounds of a dog brings me to another day

play with my bone

would ya timmy

it seems like you're good for makin jokes about your jimmy

but here's a jimmy joke about your mama that you might not like

i heard she was the 'frisco dyke

but fuck your mama

i'm talkin about you and me

toe to toe

tim m-u-t

your bark was loud

but your bite wasn't vicious

and them rhymes you were kickin were quite bootylicious

you get with doggy dogg oh is he crazy?

with ya mama and your daddy hollin' bay-bee

so won't they let you know

that if you fuck with dre nigga you're fuckin wit death row

and i ain't even slangin them thangs

i'm hollin' one-eight-seven with my dick in yo mouth

beeyatch

yeah nigga

compton and long beach together on this motherfucker

so you wanna pop that shit get yo motherfuckin cranium cracked nigga

step on up. now

we ain't no motherfuckin joke so remember the name

mighty

mighty d-r. yeahhh

motherfucker!

now understand this my nigga dre can't be touched

luke's bendin over

so luke's gettin fucked

busta

musta

thought i was sleazy

or though i was a mark cause i used to hang with eazy

animosity

made ya speak but ya spoke

ay yo dre

whattup

check this nigga off loc

if it ain't another ho that i gots ta fuck with

gap teeth in ya mouth so my dick's gots to fit

with my nuts on ya tonsils

while ya on stage rappin at your wack-ass concerts

and i'ma snatch your ass from the backside

to show you how death row pull off that who-ride

now you might not understand me

cause i'ma rob you in compton and blast you in miami

then we gon creep to south central

on a street knowledge mission

as i steps in the temple

spot him

got him

as i pulls out my strap

got my chrome to the side of his white sox hat

you tryin to check my homey

you better check yo self

cause when you diss dre you diss yourself

motherfucker

yeah nigga. yeah

nine-deuce

dr. dre

dropin chronic once again

it don't stop

punishing punk motherfuckers real quick like

compton style nigga

doggy dogg in the motherfuckin house

yeah

long beach in the motherfuckin house

yeah

yeah

straight up

really doe

breakin all you suckaz off somethin real proper like

youknowhati'msayin?

all these sucka ass niggaz can eat a fat dick

yeah

eazy-e eazy-e eazy-e can eat a big fat dick

tim dog can eat a big fat dick

luke

can eat a fat dick

yeah.