Fuck Wit Dre Day
[Verse 1: Dr. Dre]Mista Busta, where the fuck you at?Can't scrap a lick, so I know you got your gatYour dick on hard, from fuckin' your road dogsThe hood you threw up with, niggas you grew up withDon't even respect your assThat's why it's time for the doctor, to check your ass, niggaUsed to be my homie, used to be my aceNow I wanna slap the taste out ya mouthMake ya bow down to the RowFuckin' me, now I'm fuckin' you, little hoOh, don't think I forgot, let you slideLet me ride, just another homicideYeah, it's me so I'mma talk onStomping on the Eazy-est streets that you can't walk onSo strap on your Compton hat, your locsAnd watch your back cause you might get smoked, locAnd pass the bud and stay low-keyB.G. cause you lost all your homie's loveNow call it what you want toYou fucked with me, now it's a must that I fuck with you
[Interlude: Dr. Dre]Yeah, that's what the fuck I'm talkin' aboutWe have your mothafuckin' record company surroundedPut down the candy and let the little boy goYou know what I'm sayin? Punk motherfucker(We want Eazy! We want Eazy!)
[Verse 2: Snoop Dogg]Bow wow wow yippy yo yippy yayDoggy Dogg's in the motherfuckin' houseBow wow wow yippy yo yippy yayDeath Row's in the motherfuckin houseBow wow wow yippy yo yippy yayThe sounds of a dog brings me to another dayPlay with my bone, would ya Timmy?It seems like you're good for making jokes about your jimmyBut here's a jimmy joke about your momma that you might not likeI heard she was the 'Frisco dykeBut fuck your mama, I'm talking about you and meToe to toe, Tim M-U-TYour bark was loud but your bite wasn't viciousAnd them rhymes you were kicking were quite bootyliciousYou get with Doggy Dogg "oh is he crazy?"With your mama and your daddy hollering "Baby!"So won't they let you knowThat if you fuck with Dre, nigga you're fuckin' wit Death RowAnd I ain't even slanging them thangsI'm hollering 187 with my dick in your mouth, beyotch
[Interlude: RBX]Yeah nigga, Compton and Long Beach together on this motherfuckerSo you wanna pop that shit, get your motherfuckin cranium cracked niggaStep on up. Now, we ain't no motherfuckin joke so remember the nameMighty, mighty D-RYeah, motherfucker
[Verse 3: Dre and Snoop](Now understand this: my nigga Dre can't be touched)Luke's bending over (Luke's getting fucked, busta)Must've thought I was sleazyOr thought I was a mark cause I used to hang with Eazy(Animosity made you speak what you spoke)(Ayo Dre) Whattup (Check this nigga off, loc)If it ain't another ho that I gots to fuck withGap teeth in your mouth so my dick's gots to fit(With my nuts on your tonsils)(While you're onstage rapping at your wack-ass concerts)And I'mma snatch your ass from the backsideTo show you how Death Row pull off that hoo-ride(Now you might not understand me)Cause I'mma rob you in Compton and blast you in Miami(Then we gonna creep to South Central)(On a Street Knowledge mission) As I steps in the templeSpot him, got him, as I pulls out my strapGot my chrome to the side of his White Sox hat(You trying to check my homey, you better check yourself)(Cause when you diss Dre you diss yourself)Motherfucker (Yeah, nigga)
[Outro: Snoop]Yeah, nine-deuceDr. Dre, dropping chronic once againIt don't stop: punishing punk motherfuckers real quick likeDoggy Dogg in the motherfuckin houseLong Beach in the motherfuckin houseCompton style nigga, straight up, really thoBreaking all you suckas off something real proper likeYou know what I'm sayin?All these sucka ass niggas can eat a fat dickYeah, Eazy-E can eat a big fat dickTim Dog can eat a big fat dickLuke can eat a fat dick