Wit Dre Day (And Everybody's Celebratin') (Explicit) - Dr. Dre

Dr. Dre

专辑:《The Chronic (Explicit)》

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**** Wit Dre Day (And Everybody's Celebratin') (Explicit) - Dr. Dre

Lyrics by:Dr. Dre/Colin Fitzroy Wolfe/Snoop Dogg

Composed by:Dr. Dre/Colin Fitzroy Wolfe/Snoop Dogg

Produced by:Dr. Dre

Hah yeah

Hell yeah hah

Know what I'm sayin'

Yeah

Mista Busta

Where the **** you at

Can't scrap a lick

So I know you got your gat

Your **** on hard from *******

Your road dogs

The hoods you threw up with

Niggas you grew up with

Don't even respect your ***

That's why it's time for

The doctor to check your *** nigga

Used to be my homie

Used to be my ace

Now I wanna slap

The taste out your mouth

Make you bow down to the Row

******* me now I'm ******* you

Little ***

Oh don't think I forgot

Let you slide

Let me ride just another homicide

Yeah it's me so I'ma talk on

Stomping on the easiest 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 homie's love

Now call it what you want to

You ****** with me

Now it's a must that I **** with you

You better raise up

Yeah that's the ****

I'm talkin' about

We have your *************

Record company surrounded

Put down the candy and

Let the little boy go

You know what I'm sayin'

Punk ************

We want Eazy We want Eazy

Bow wow wow yippy yo yippy yay

Doggy Dogg's in the ************* house

Bow wow wow yippy yo yippy yay

Death Row's in the ************* 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

Well here's a jimmy joke

About your mama that you might not like

I heard she was the 'Frisco dyke

But **** 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 hollerin' Baby

So what that let you know

That if you **** with Dre

Nigga you're ******* with Death Row

And I ain't even swangin'

Them thangs

I'm hollerin' 1-8-7 with my ****

In yo' mouth biatch biatch

Yeah nigga Compton and Long Beach

Together on this ************

So you wanna pop that ****

Get yo' ************* cranium cracked

Nigga step on up

Now we ain't no *************

Joke so remember the name

Mighty mighty D-R yeah ************

The **** done hit the fan

Now understand this

My nigga Dre can't be touched

Luke's bendin' over

So Luke's gettin' ****** buster

Must've thought I was sleazy

Or thought I was a mark

'Cause I used to hang with Eazy

Animosity made you speak

What you spoke yeah

Ayo Dre what up

Chip this nigga off loc

If it ain't another ***

That I gots to **** with

Gap teeth in your mouth

So my ****'s gots to fit

With my nuts on your tonsils

While you're on stage rappin'

At your wack-*** concert

And I'ma snatch your

*** from the backside

And 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 tryna check my homie

You best check yourself

'Cause when you diss Dre

You diss yourself ************

Yeah nigga

So I don't want no dilapidated

Two-faced pigeon-toed bow-legged

Cross-eyed son of a gun ******* with me

******* with me

******* with me

Yeah

Yeah

Yeah

Yeah

Nine-deuce yeah Dr Dre

Droppin' Chronic once again

It don't stop

Punishing punk ************* real quick like

Compton style nigga

Doggy Dogg's in the ************* house yeah

Long Beach's in the ************* house

Call me yeah

Yeah call that yeah

Straight up Death Row is in the house

Really though

Yes yeah

Breakin' all you suckers off

Somethin' real proper like

Yeah you know what I'm sayin'

Yeah

All them sucker *** niggas

Can eat a fat ****

Yeah yeah Eazy-E Eazy-E

Eazy-E can eat a big fat ****

Tim dog can eat a big fat ****

Luke can eat a fat ****

Yeah yeah yeah yeah

Yeah

Yeah

Yeah

Yeah

Yeah

Yeah