Fuck Wit Dre Day lyrics

Artist  : Dr. Dre 
Song : Fuck Wit Dre Day



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[Featuring Snoop Doggy Dogg]
Intro:
Dre
Yeah hell yeah knowhatI'msayin
yeah
Verse One: Dre
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
ho
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
Break One: Dre
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
**We want
Eazy, we want Eazy**
Verse Two: Snoop Doggy
Dogg
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 with ya jimmy
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
Break Two:
Yeah
nigga, Compton and Long Beach together on this
motherfucker
So you wanna pop that shit get yo
motherfuckin crranium cracked nigga
Step on up.
Now, we ain't no motherfuckin joke so remember the
name
Mighty, mighty D-R. Yeahhh,
MOTHERFUCKER!
Verse Three: Dre and
Snoop
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
onstage rappin at your wack-ass concerts
And
I'ma snatch your ass from the backside
To show
you how Death Row pull off that whoride
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
Outtro
Yeah, nine-deuce
Dr.
Dre, dropin chronic once again
It don't stop,
Punishing punk motherfuckers real quick
like
Doggy Dogg in the motherfuckin
house
Long Beach in the motherfuckin
house
Compton style nigga, 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