F**k Wit Dre Day - DJ Quick/Snoop Dogg (史努比狗狗)/Dr. Dre

Lyrics by：DJ Quick

Composed by：DJ Quick

Yeah mista busta where the f**k ya at

Can't scrap a lick so I know ya got your gat

Your dick on hard from f**kin' your road dogs

The hood you threw up with niggaz you grew up with

Don't even respect your a*s

That's why it's time for the doctor to check your a*s n***a

Used to be my homey used to be my ace

Now I wanna slap the taste out yo mouth

N***a bow down to the row

F**kin' me now I'm f**kin' you little h*e

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

Bg 'cause you lost all your homey's love

Now call it what you want to

You f**ked wit me now

It's a must that I f**k wit you

Yeah that's what the f**k

I'm talkin' about

We have your motherf**kin'

Record company surrounded

Put down the candy and let

The little boy go

You knowhati'msayin' punk motherf**ker

We want eazy we want eazy

Bow wow wow yippy yo yippy yay

Doggy dogg's in the motherf**kin' house

Bow wow wow yippy yo yippy yay

Death row's in the motherf**kin' 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 f**k 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 f**k with dre n***a

You're f**kin' 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 n***a compton and long

Beach together on this motherf**ker

So you wanna pop that s**t get

Yo motherf**kin' cranium cracked n***a

Step on up now we ain't no

Motherf**kin' joke so remember the name

Mighty mighty d-r yeahhh motherf**ker

Now understand this my n***a dre can't be touched

Luke's bendin' over so luke's gettin' f**ked 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 n***a off loc

If it ain't another ho that I gots ta f**k 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 a*s 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 motherf**ker

Yeah n***a

So I don't want no dilapidated

Two-faced pigeon-toed bow-legged

Cross-eyed son of a gun f**kin' with me

F**kin' with me

Yeah nine-deuce

Dr dre dropin' chronic once again

It don't stop punishing punk motherf**kers real quick like

Compton style n***a

Doggy dogg in the motherf**kin' house yeah

Long beach in the motherf**kin' house yeah