Fuck Wit Dre Day Lyrics - Chronicles: Death Row Classics - Dr. Dre

Yeah, hell yeah, know what I'm sayin'? 

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 

Make you 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 

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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 homeys 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 know what I'm sayin'? 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, beotch 

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 yeah, 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, 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 

Long Beach in the motherfuckin' house 

Straight up, really doe 

Breakin' all you suckaz off somethin' real proper like 

You know what I'm sayin'? 

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