Fuck With Dre Day( Dr. Dre ) Ha, yeah, hell yeah, ha knowhatI'msayin ( Dr. Dre ) 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 slapped and sexed out yo mouth Nigga 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 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 ( Dr. 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 ( 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, beeyatch ( RBX ) 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. Yeahhh, MOTHERFUCKER! ( Dr.Dre and Snoop Doggy Dogg ) 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 nigga... ( Snoop Doggy Dogg ) 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, yeah Long Beach in the motherfuckin house, yeah Yeah, 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... Dr Dre Index Let Me RideCreepin' down the back street on Deez I got my glock cocked cuz niggaz want these Now soon as I said it, seems I got sweated By some nigga with a tech 9 tryin' to take mine Ya wanna make noise, make noise I make a phone call my niggaz comin' like the Gotti boys Bodies bein' found on Greenleaf With their fuckin heads cut off, motherfucker i'm Dre So listen to the play-by-play, day-by-day Rollin' in my '4 with 16 switches And got sounds for the bitches, clockin' all the riches Got the hollow points for the snitches So would you just walk on by, cuz I'm too hard to lift And no this ain't Aerosmith It's the motherfuckin D-R-E, from the CPT On a ryhmin' spree, a straight G Hop back as i pop my top ya trip I let the hollow points commence to POP POP POP Yeah, cuz if it don't stop I have to put my shit in reverse go back and take anothers stop Cause I'm (Rollin in my six-fo') With all the niggaz sayin Swing down, sweet chariot stop and, let me ride hell yeah Swing down, sweet chariot stop and, let me ride with all the niggaz sayin Swing down, sweet chariot stop and, let me ride hell yeah Swing down, sweet chariot stop and, let me ride Just another motherfuckin day for Dre so I begin like this No medallions, dreadlocks, or black fists it's just That gangster glare, with gangster raps That gangster shit, that makes the gang of snaps, uhh word to the motherfuckin streets And word to these hyped ass lyrics and dope beats, that I Hit ya with that I, get ya with As I groove in my four on deez, hittin the switches Bitches relax while I get my proper swerve on Bumpin like a motherfucker ready to get my serve on But before I hit the dope spot I gotta get the chronic, the Reme Martin and my soda pop Now I'm smellin like indo-nesia Bus stop full of fly bitches and skeezers On my dick, cause my four on hit Pancake front and back, side to side and all that shit So when I crawl I comes correct Now, if your bitch in my shit, it's your bitch you check nigga Now let the Chevrolet slide As I dip a nigga trip to the south side, yeah (Rollin in my six-fo') with all the bitches sayin Swing down, sweet chariot stop and, let me ride hell yeah Swing down, sweet chariot stop and, let me ride with all the niggaz sayin Swing down, sweet chariot stop and, let me ride hell yeah Swing down, sweet chariot stop and, let me ride Check this out The sun went down when I hit Slausson On my way to the strip, now I'm just flossin Checkin my rearview, cause niggaz they will do Jack moves, black fools cause I smack fools Try to set me up for a two-eleven Fuck around and get caught up in a one-eight-seven But I don't represent no gangbang Some niggaz like lynchin but I just watch them hang So on, and so-on, why don't you let me roll on I remember back in the dayz when I used to have to get my stroll on Didn't nobody wanna speak; now everybody Peepin out they windows when they hear me beatin up the streets Is it Dre? Is it Dre? That's what they say, every single motherfuckin day, yo But I ain't trippin I'm just kickin it While my deez keep spinnin and these hoes keep grinnin I'll be (Rollin in my six-fo') With everybody sayin Swing down, sweet chariot stop and, let me ride hell yeah Swing down, sweet chariot stop and, let me ride with all the niggaz sayin Swing down, sweet chariot stop and, let me ride hell yeah Swing down, sweet chariot stop and, let me ride Dr Dre Index The Day The Niggaz Took OverI'ma say this and I'ma gettin mine. If you ain't down for the Africans here in the United States, period point blank. If you ain't down for the ones that suffer in South Africa from apartheid and shit. Devil you need to step your punk ass to the side and let us brothers and us Africans step in and start puttin some funk in that ass Break em off sometin Break em off sometin Break em off sometin Break em off sometin Break em off sometin Break em off sometin Break em off sometin Break em off sometin ( Snoop Doggy Dogg ) I got my finger on the trigger so niggaz wonder why But livin in the city it's do-or-die I got my finger on the trigger so niggaz wonder why But livin in the city it's do-or-die ( Dat Nigga Daz ) They wonder where me bailin and don't really understand The reason why they take me life and me ???? hand Me not out for peace and me not Rodney King Me gun goes click, me gun goes bang Them riot in Compton and them riot in Long Beach Them rion in they Lakers and don't really wanna see Niggaz start to loot and police start to shoot Lock it down at seven o'clock, then again it's like Beirut Me don't show no love cuz it's us against them Them never ever love me cuz it's sport to break de, and kill at my own risk if I may Delay to spray with my AK and put it to rest Yes we have. There have been riots, ahh, rioting, well I don't wanna say rioting but there's been looting downtown, but right now Bree, what I want to show you is, they have started fires down at the end of the street [All] How many niggaz are ready to lose? [Snoop] Yeah, so what you wanna do? [Dre] What you wanna do? [All] I said how many niggas are ready to lose [RBX] Got myself an Uzi and my brother a 9 Nobody told us today, in otherwords, You're still a slave. No matter how much money you got, you still ain't shit ( Dr. Dre ) Sittin in my livin room calm and collected Feelin mad, gotta get mine respected cuz what I just heard broke me in half and half the niggaz I know, plus the niggaz on the Row, is bailin Laugh now but cry much later Ya see when niggas get together they get mad cuz they can't fade us Like my niggas from South Central, Los Angeles They find that they couldn't handle us Bloods, Crips on the same squad with the Ese's thumpin, nigga it's time ta rob and mob (And break the white man off somthin lovely, biddy-bye-bye I don't love dem so they can't love me) Yo straight puttin down gettin my scoot on Let's jump in off in Compton so I gots ta get my loot on and come up on me some furniture or sometin Got a VCR in the back of my car that I ganked from the Slauson Swap Meet And motherfuckers better not try to stop me Cuz they will see that I can't be stopped Cuz I'ma cock my Glock and pop til they all drop There has been videotape and you can see of the, aah, some of the crowd throwin things at the officers And swingin at them as well. Like there was a young woman there. You see she took a swing at an officer with some object in her hand [All] How many niggaz are ready to lose? [Snoop] Yeah, so what you wanna do? [Dre] What you wanna do? [All] I said how many niggas are ready to lose [RBX] Got myself an Uzi and my brother a 9 ( RBX ) I got my finger on the trigger so niggaz wonder why But livin in the city it's do-or-die I got my finger on the trigger so niggaz wonder why But livin in the city it's do-or-die ( RBX ) One-time trigger happy, no nigga love 187 time, time to grab the glove Can't get prints so a 9 I throw away or get prints so my Uzi witta spray POP POP POP another motherfucker drop And I get relived like *?Bop Bop says?* smash, I crashed his head like a window I ain't no dead do', I'm high off the indo Creepin with the quickness to the cut Bust one to his head while he munches on that donut And cracker so now he best to back up I guess I gots ta pack up, fillin the clip up, I zip up- town, the motherfuckin cops are all around Helicopters flyin These motherfuckers tryin to catch me and stretch me on Death Row but hell no's the poor black refuse to go This is now coverin a very, very wide area of Los Angeles where these fires have been, aah, ignited. I mean, from here to the, aah, to the south end of South Central is a long way Break em off sometin Break em off sometin Break em off sometin Break em off sometin Break em off sometin Break em off sometin Break em off sometin Break em off sometin ( Dat Nigga Daz ) The outcome of this is destruction so the more fall Niggaz don't give a fuck so tem bust and before niggaz backin up three black shows No justice so they copied ya right and here I am again, me, turn the other cheek, me Be too many wigs got me 9 to my tights so me bust, flick cuz he don't give a fuck and me don't give a fuckin of my problems In with their FUCK FUCK ( Snoop Doogy Dogg ) Blak blam, blam to dem fall Listen to the shots from my nigga Doggy Dogg, biddy-bye Dr Dre him bust gun shots Diggity Daz and RBX them bust gun shots Come again! Dr Dre Index Nuthin But A 'G' Thing[Snoop Doggy Dogg] One, two, three and to the fo' Snoop Doggy Dogg and Dr. Dre are at the do' Ready to make an entrance, so back on up (Cause you know we 'bout had to rip shit up) Gimme the microphone first, so I can bust like a bubble Compton and Long Beach together, now you know you in trouble Ain't nothin' but a G thang, baaaaabay! Two loc'ed out G's so we're craaaaazay! Death Row is the label that paaaaays me! Unfadable, so please don't try to fade this (Hell yeah) But, uh, back to the lecture at hand Perfection is perfected, so I'm 'a let 'em understand From a young G's perspective And before me dig out a bitch I have ta' find a contraceptive You never know she could be earnin' her man, And learnin' her man, and at the same time burnin' her man Now you know I ain't wit that shit, Lieutenant Ain't no pussy good enough to get burnt while I'm up in it (yeah) Now that's realer than real-deal Holyfield And now all you hookas and ho's know how I feel Well if it's good enough to get broke off a proper chunk I'll take a small piece of some of that funky stuff ( Snoop Doggy Dogg ) It's like this and like that and like this and uh It's like that and like this and like that and uh It's like this and like that and like this and uh Dre, creep to the mic like a phantom [Dr. Dre] Well I'm peepin', and I'm creepin', and I'm creep-in' But I damn near got caught, 'cause my beeper kept beepin' Now it's time for me to make my impression felt So sit back, relax, and strap on your seatbelt You never been on a ride like this befo' With a producer who can rap and control the maestro At the same time with the dope rhyme that I kick You know, and I know, I flow some ol funky shit To add to my collection, the selection Symbolizes dope, take a toke, but don't choke If ya' do, ya' have no clue O' what me and my homey Snoop Dogg came to do ( Snoop Doggy Dogg & Dr. Dre ) It's like this and like that and like this and uh It's like that and like this and like that and uh It's like this, and we ain't got no love for those So jus' chill, 'til the next episode [Snoop Doggy Dogg] Fallin' back on that ass with a hellified gangsta' lean Gettin' funky on the mic like a' old batch o' collard greens It's the capital S, oh yes, the fresh N-double O-P D-O-double G-Y D-O-double G ya' see Showin' much flex when it's time to wreck a mic Pimpin' ho's and clockin' a grip like my name was Dolomite Yeah, and it don't quit I think they in a mood for some mothafuckin' G shit So Dre. (What up Dogg?) We gotta give 'em what dey want (What's that, G?) We gotta break 'em off somethin' (Hell yeah) And it's gotta be bumpin' (City of Compton!) [Dr. Dre] It's where it takes place so I'm a ask your attention Mobbin like a mothafucka but I ain't lynchin Droppin' the funky shit that's makin the sucka niggaz mumble When I'm on the mic, it's like a cookie, they all crumble Try to get close, and your ass'll get smacked My mothafuckin homie Doggy Dogg has my back Never let me slip, 'cause if I slip, then I'm slippin' But if I got my Nina, then you know I'm straight trippin' And I'm a continue to put the rap down, put the mack down And if your bitches talk shit, I have ta' put the smack down Yeah, and ya' don't stop I told you I'm just like a clock when I tick and I tock But I'm never off, always on, 'til the break dawn C-O-M-P-T-O-N, and the city they call Long Beach Puttin' the shit together Like my nigga D.O.C., no one can do it better ( Dr. Dre & Snoop Doggy Dogg ) Like this, that and this and uh It's like that and like this and like that and uh It's like this, and we ain't got no love for those So jus' chill, 'til the next episode Dr Dre Index Deeez Nuuuts[Daz] Chiggie check [Dre] Microphone check one [Daz] Chiggie check [Dre] Microphone check two [Daz] Chiggie check [Dre] Microphone check three [Snoop] Check game from the notorious Compton G [Dr. Dre] Back with some shit that gots to bump As a pull up in the park you pops the trunk Just to floss you like a motherfuker, clownin' their shit Gots the Dana's on your hootie and your fly ass bitch Throw off, go off, show off, I take that hoe If she proper, I'ma pop her the hole hopper It's back on the track With big money, big nuts, and a big fat chronic sack [Snoop Doggy Dogg] So Daz, step up on the ass And give these motherfuckers a blast from the past [Dat Nigga Daz] Diggidy Daz out of the cut with some shit that I wrote With my nigga D-R-E, so you know I must be dope But uh, rat-tat-tat-tat that ass Startin' static with Dre, make way for the AK That I bring as I slang like cavy Not from Kris Kross but they call me Mac Daddy Had he not known about the city I'm from Long Beach, tic tac, grab your gat, watch your back Here I come, stompin' in my kakhi suit BG from the hood can fuck Eastwood God damn, I ripped up, flipped up, and skipped up On top of things as they swing towards my ding-a-ling [Snoop Doggy Dogg] But did you raise up all this nuts? Cause Dr. Drizzay's about to rizzip shit up [Daz] Chiggie check [Dre] Microphone check one [Daz] Chiggie check [Dre] Microphone check two [Daz] Chiggie check [Dre] Microphone check three [Snoop] You tuned to the sounds of the D-R-E [Dr. Dre] Now check me out, it's back to the old school Where the niggaz get their strap on, don't nobody cap on Slap on some D-R-E Or some funky ass shit by the D-O-double G-Y D-O-double G Real G'z who drop K's, protect these N-U-T, so nigga please Peep out my manuscript You'll see that it's a must I drop gangsta shit (Beeyatch!!) So recognize game from the gangsta Thangs will remain the same until I change 'em [Snoop Doggy Dogg] It's real easy to see So you can check sounds from Nate D-O-double G [Nate Dogg] I can't be faded I'm a nigga from the motherfuckin street I can't be faded I'm a nigga from the motherfuckin street I can't be faded I'm a nigga from the motherfuckin street I can't be faded I'm a nigga from the motherfuckin street I heard you wanna fuck with Dre You picked the wrong, motherfuckin day Here we go, toe to toe, flow for flow Let me know if you think you can fade Death Row I heard you wanna fuck with Dre You picked the wrong, motherfuckin day Here we go, toe to toe, flow for flow Let me know if you think you can fade Death Row I can't be faded I'm a nigga from the motherfuckin street I can't be faded I'm a nigga from the motherfuckin street Dr Dre Index Bitches Ain't Shit[Snoop] Bitches ain't shit but hoes and tricks... ( Snoop ) Bitches ain't shit but hoes and tricks Lick on deez nutz and suck the dick Get's the fuck out after you're done And I hops in my ride to make a quick run... Bitches ain't shit but hoes and tricks Lick on deez nutz and suck the dick Get's the fuck out after you're done And I hops in my ride to make a quick run... [Dr. Dre] I used to know a bitch named Eric Wright We used to roll around and fuck the hoes at night Tight than a mutharfucka with the gangsta beats And we was ballin' on the muthafuckin' Compton streets Peep, the shit got deep and it was on Number 1 song after number 1 song Long as my muthafuckin' pockets was fat I didn't give a fuck where the bitch was at But she was hangin' with a white bitch doin' the shit she do Suckin' on his dick just to get a buck or 2 And the few ends she got didn't mean nothin' Now she's suing cuz the shit she be doin' ain't shit Bitch can't hang with the streets, she found herself short So now she's takin' me to court It's real conversation for your ass So recognize and pass to Daz [Dat Nigga Daz] Now as i'm rollin' with my nigga Dre and Eastwood Fuckin' hoes, clockin' dough up to no good We flip flop and serve hoes like flap jacks (Snoop: But we don't love them hoes) Bitch, and it's like that This is what you look for in a ho who got cash flow Ya run up in them hoes and grab the cash And get your dash on While you're chillin', with your homies and shit And how my niggaz kick the anthem like this [Snoop] BEEEYYAAACHHH! ( Snoop ) Bitches ain't shit but hoes and tricks Lick on deez nutz and suck the dick Get's the fuck out after you're done And I hops in my ride to make a quick run... Bitches ain't shit but hoes and tricks Lick on deez nutz and suck the dick Get's the fuck out after you're done And I hops in my ride to make a quick run... [Kurupt] ...To the store, to get me a 4-0 Snoop Doggy Dogg paged, that must mean more hoes So I head down the street to long beach Just so i could meet, a freak To lick me from my head to my feet And I'm here, now I'm ready to be done up Nothin' but homies around so I puts my gun up Bitches on my nuts like clothes But i'm from the pound and we don't love them hoes How could you trust a hoe? (Snoop: Why?) Cuz a hoe's a trick We don't love them tricks (Snoop: Why?) Cuz a trick's a bitch And my dick's constantly in her mouth And turnin' them trick ass hoes the fuck out Now... [Snoop Doggy Dogg] I once had a bitch named Mandy May Used to be up in them guts like everyday The pussy was the bomb, had a nigga on sprung I was in love like a muthafucka lickin' the protung The homies used to tell me that she wasn't no good But I'm the maniac in black, Mr. Snoop Eastwood So I figure niggaz wouldn't trip with mine Guess what? Got gaffled by one time I'm back to the muthafuckin' county jail 6 months on my chest, now it's time to bail I get's released on a hot sunny day My nigga D.O.C. and my homey Dr Dre Scooped in a coupe, Snoop we got news Your girl was trickin' while you was draped in your county blues I ain't been out a second And already gotta do some muthafuckin chin checkin Move up the block as we groove down the block See my girl's house, Dre, pass the glock Kick in the do', I look on the flo' It's my little cousin Daz and he's fuckin' my hoe, yo (Bitches ain't shit) I uncocked my shit...I'm heart-broke but I'm still loc'ed Man, fuck a bitch! ( Snoop ) Bitches ain't shit but hoes and tricks Lick on deez nutz and suck the dick Get's the fuck out after you're done And I hops in my ride to make a quick run... Bitches ain't shit but hoes and tricks Lick on deez nutz and suck the dick Get's the fuck out after you're done And I hops in my ride to make a quick run... [Jewell] (Dr. Dre in background "Bitches ain't shit") I don't give a fuck about a bitch But i and her know that they can't fade this Cause i'm doin my own thingdown with the swang I'm hangin' with Death Row like it ain't no thing I say you know can't deal Cuz I'm a btich that's real Motherfucker need to step back, hell yeah They need to chill Because I don't give a fuck And I don't give a fuck And I don't give a fuck And I don't give a fuck And now I gotta do some... And now I gotta do some shit that's clean But when I'm on a dick, hell yeah, I get real mean Like a washing machine I can wash the clothes All the hoes knows That i'm on the flo' ho But they can't hang with my type on swang I ain't tryin' to say I suck every ding-a-lang But just the juicy ones Witht he tip of the tongue And then their sprung With the nuts hung (Dr. Dre: Bitches ain't shit) Dr Dre Index Lil' Ghetto Boy( Snoop Doggy Dogg ) Wake up, jumped out my bed Hung in a 2 man cell wit my homie Lil 1/2 Dead Murder was the case that they gave me Dear God, I wonder can you save me I'm only 18, so I'm a young buck It's a ride, if I don't scrap, I'm getting stuck But that's the life of a G, I guess Ese's way deep, shanked two in they chest Bests run 'cause brothers is dropping quicker Ugn, too late, damn, down goes another nigga Bouncing off the walls, throwing them dogs Getting a rep as a young hog It ain't nuttin like the street life Betta be strapped wit yo clip, cuz ain't no fist fight So I guess I gots ta handle mine Since I did the crime, I gots ta do my time ( Dat Nigga Daz ) Lil' ghetto boy Playing in the ghetto streets What'cha gonna do when you grow up And have to face responsibility ( Dr. Dre ) Now, I'm 'trolling the dove, sitting on swoll 27 years old, off on parole, stroll I'm back up on my feet wit my mind on the money That I'm making as soon as I touch the street Things done changed but it's alright Remember they used to thump but now they blast, right But it ain't no thing to me 'Cause now I'm what they call a loced-assed O.G. The little homies from the hood wit grip Are the ones I get wit 'cause I'm down respect trip Nigga, I'm bigger than you, so what'cha wanna do Didn't know we had a 22 Straight sitting behind his back I'm grab his pockets and then I heard six caps I fell to the ground wit blood on my hands I didn't understand How a nigga so young could bust a cap I use to be the same way back I guess that's what I get (for what) For trying to jack them little homies for they bread ( Dat Nigga Daz ) Lil' ghetto boy Playing in the ghetto streets What'cha gonna do when you grow up And have to face responsibility ( Snoop Doggy Dogg ) Something for the real OG's to get wit Some facts, made our made, now you wanna run and play Like every single day, really doe You know me, I'm the smooth macadamien, gaming them for my homie No need to be uncalm if you pack right And learning just enuff to keep your sack right Late nights, I wonder what they getting fo' Early morning on the corners, what they hitting fo' Seven young G's but they serve down In a jeep ride, east side what they swerve now Not thinking about what's really going on Got crept on, stepped on, now they gone I spent 4 years in the county wit nutting but convicts around me But now I'm back at the pound And we expose ways for the youth to survive Some think it's wrong but we tend to think it's right So make all them ends you can make 'Cause when you're broke, you break, check it out So ain't no need for your mama to trip 'Cause you's a hustling ass youngsta, clocking your grip ( Dat Nigga Daz ) Lil' ghetto boy Playing in the ghetto streets What'cha gonna do when you grow up And have to face responsibility Dr Dre Index Nigga Witta GunWho is the man with the masterplan? A Nigga Witta muthafuckin' Gun! [Dr. Dre] 44 reasons come to mind Why you muthafuckin' brothas hard to find. He be walkin' on the streets and fuckin' with mine. Stupid punk can't fuck with a mastermind. See I never take a step on a Compton block Or LA without the AK ready to pop. 'Cause them punk muthafuckas in black and white Ain't the only muthafuckas I gots to fight. I think it's better to retellin' the facts than cuffed up And jacked and fucked up. What you niggas lookin at? You do in... Goddamn, 'cause it's the city. And for a youth to survive a nigga gotta be a gangster. And I'm a nigga you can't remove. Took out a lot of muthafuckas for tryin' to prove To their homies they can hang by dealin' with me. But once again in the end they D-E-A-D. I never did time on a murder yet. 'Cause I relax and back do a job and jet. Yo, I know you understand my flow, So here we go when Death Row Come. Let a mutherfucker know... Who is the man with the masterplan? A Nigga Witta muthafuckin' Gun! Who is the man with the masterplan? A Nigga Witta muthafuckin' Gun! [Dr. Dre] D-R-E! A mutherfucker who's known for carryin' gats And kick raps that make snaps. Adapts to anything violent that I'm located at. If you see me on the solo moves believe that I'm strapped. 44, .38 or AK 47. 'Cause Mo' live with Charlie Sheen. You want a stairway to heaven? Just put my finger on the trigger and pull back And lay a punk mutherfucker flat. As he wonder what popped before he got popped, I told you I was Dre and you know it don't stop. Now I know you understand my flow, So here we go when Death Row Come. Let a mutherfucker know... Who is the man with the masterplan? A Nigga Witta muthafuckin' Gun! Who is the man with the masterplan? A Nigga Witta muthafuckin' Gun! Who is the man with the masterplan? A Nigga Witta muthafuckin' Gun! Who is the man with the masterplan? A Nigga Witta muthafuckin' Gun! [Dr. Dre] I break some off. I break some off. Yeah, I break some off. I break some off. Yeah, I break some off. But I ain't speakin' about between the thighs. I'm talkin' about cockin' a guage in between your eyes. That'll make you drop to your knees, 'cause you realise That a gat will make any nigga civilised. Old buster ass nigga talkin' bullshit. Don't know that I'm the wrong nigga to fuck with. Get lit or hit up by the doctor. A nigga to break some off properly. Real G. So don't doubt it. I'm the one who's doin' it While these other niggas talk about it. And if mutherfuckers come at me wrong I straight put my 44 Desert Eagle to his muthafuckin' dome. And show him why they call me the notorious one. The name is Dre, E's ward when I'm packin' a gun. You don't believe me, wants to pop and give it a try. And if you die you's a buster 'cause real niggas don't die. But some still don't hear me though. You're too ninny not to hear me, yo. So now you know... Who is the man with the masterplan? A Nigga Witta muthafuckin' Gun! Who is the man with the masterplan? A Nigga Witta muthafuckin' Gun! Who is the man with the masterplan? A Nigga Witta muthafuckin' Gun! Who is the man with the masterplan? A Nigga Witta muthafuckin' Gun! Dr Dre Index Rat-Tat-Tat-TatYou really don't understand do you? Hey man, don't you know In order for us to make this thing work We gotta get rid of the pimps, and the pushers, and then start All over agian clean NIGGAZ you crazy! [RBX] Once again The mighty Death Row organization commitin' mass murder And we ain't askin for shit, nigga we takin' It, so Dre, BLAST they ass nigga [Dr. Dre] Rat-tat-tat-tat late at night with my gat On the streets of LA Wonderin' where the pussy at Staright for ya, looking for a hoe Hangin' out, rollin in my '64 16 swicthes for the niggaz in my hood 17 shells so I make it understood Stay back, lay back, way back in the cut Ya come outside nigga ya gettin' fucked up But I told ya, Creep, Creep ya best move Like Luthor Vadros, fuckn' up the west coast I'm right back up in ya when ya nut 1-2-3 nut, from the D-R-E but This is for the hoes that I used to know When I didn't have my '64 and a lot of doe I keep ya this and like that And I... [Snoop] Never hesitate to put a nigga on his back [Dr.Dre] Rat-tat-tat-tat tat ta tat like that, and I.. [Snoop] Never hesitate to put a nigga on his back [Dr.Dre] Rat-tat-tat-tat tat ta tat like that, and I.. [Snoop] Never hesitate to put a nigga on his back Ohh wait, that's that nigga that owe ya that grip Ya,there that fool is Break him off proper then What's up, what's happinin'? I'm the man, what's up? Nigga you delinquent, can I get those in? Nigga, pay this nigga here (I ain't got yo money) Well, yo, check this out, nigga What's up *slaps around some guy that owes them money* What's up? What's up? Ya motherfucker (I'll be back though, I'll be back) Ya, you ain't never comin' back, fool [Snoop] Never hesitate to put a nigga on his back [Dr.Dre] Yeah nigga [both] Rat-tat-tat-tat like that, and I.. [Snoop] Never hesitate to put a nigga on his back [Dr.Dre] Rat-tat-tat-tat like that, and I.. [Snoop] Never hesitate to put a nigga on his back [Dr.Dre] Rat-tat-tat-tat like that, and I.. [Snoop] Never hesitate to put a nigga on his back [Dr.Dre] Rat-tat-tat-tat like that, and I.. [Snoop] Never hesitate to put a nigga on his back [Dr. Dre] Creepin and peepin' and I can get with these The chronic, slangin' fat keys from my block And it don't stop Tell me where ya wanna go To the strip Or take a trip bawlin' with the row My shit off in ya system Indo smoke in ya lungs, like that And you can lift it, on, and a fist a bomb Takin' away like hell at Veitnam California, back in and on a mission, makin a point Ain't no fuckin' competition They wish they was a runnin' up in reality C-P-T, CAL my locality It's strage how I re-arange and change the buisness By droppin' shit like this Dope, ya can't cope with the real I peal, in the penatentaries, and when I kill it goes... [both] Rat-tat-tat-tat like that, and I... [Snoop] Never hesitate to put a nigga on his back [both] Rat-tat-tat-tat like that, and I.. [Snoop] Never hesitate to put a nigga on his back [Dr. Dre] Rat-tat-tat-tat like that, and I.. [Snoop] Never hesitate to put a nigga on his back [Dr. Dre] Rat-tat-tat-tat like that, and I.. [Snoop] Never hesitate to put a nigga on his back [Snoop Doggy Dogg] Straight up, now you niggaz know where my homey's comin' from So quit the chit-chat, before ya find yourself flat on your biz-out, fool It's 9-deuce, Dr. Drizzay, is sittin on Tizzart! It don't stop Treartin' buster's like a punk ass kizzart! BEEEYYACHH! Dr Dre Index Lyrical GangbangThis should be played at high volume Preferably in a residential area [Lady Of Rage] Now I'ma kick up dust As I begin to bust On the wick-wack, fucked up suckers you can't trust When I pick up I lick up, ya face get smacked up When I rack up, so all you motherfuckers just pack up Or get slapped with the swiftness If you think you're swift then forget Merry Christmas Now stuff that in your stocking I'm knockin em out the box 'n' Knockin em out their sock 'n' Cuz Robin is rockin Breakin em down to the slab Takin em down on their ass Now what you wanna do? Ya wanna battle, huh? See ya watch and creak without a motherfuckin paddle Rattle that brain, I'm not that same ol' plain Jane We're on you like a border, you're nothin more than a crane Or a pebble, take it from the real rap rebel Not Bushwick Bill but I can take it to that other level You think you got pull then pull it, uhh! I got the trigger so I figure you'll bite the bullet Then bite the dust and wipe the fuck Do what I must and what I must is bust The bubble or choose some trouble, forty-due's So stick to my Luger, Lady of Rage is comin thru [Dre] Some cool shit, some cool shit [Kurupt] I fears no one, I makes em cool off like a ploar cap Lynchin as I hits, misses the ?rollin back? Pushin packs to make a profit Diggy dope stuck on the topic so stop and gimme my pops, kid I'm livin large like a fat bitch So get back, bitch, I'm hard to broke art so the faggots This young black kid, I'm mercenary, merciless Murderin mega some niggas so who's first to diss They say I'm bad so you'll find none worst than this Chewin motherfuckers up like a Hershey Kiss Put to sleep, rippin the lyrics I'm leavin ??? ??? Rough wind flex too complex, wrecks, then I'm peace So feel the wrath, nigga, I rip in half niggas Ya quick ta talk shit I whip your ass nigga So watch me blast, nigga, cuz I'm the last nigga ya wanna fuck wit, so up your cash, nigga I make stagger, ob' skills and jimmy ragged Home in and drag her, sit wit ya girl and watch me tag her Pullin steel like a stunt Sold like an ID card, nigga, no needs ta front, so Here to torment up a track on crack And I'm strapped witta semi-toll milli-ten Mac Yo, I breaks em off, I breaks em off cheap Deadly as Jason on Friday The 13th [RBX] Back in the days, niggas they use to scrap But now in ninety-due', niggas they pull they strap Cuz, umm, police dem come wicked and dem shoot Niggas, so niggas retaliate and start to loot Execute, boom, stompin black soldier Here ta teach and mould ya The ennerator, dominator, narrator RB to the motherfuckin X Flex wicked styl-e, bompin be found into greed by a Maniac with a gat See nowadays niggas is like that I pull my trigger back, the bullets go BOP BOP BOP now I'm on Death Row Fuck it, niggas goin wild, everynight they shoot It's like Beirut Maybe you should get a teflon vest for your chest Anytime ya step into my hood But that'll do you know good One slug to ya face, no hate, you gettin smoked like wood Nasty nigga but he pumps, face back on the concrete Here comes the white sheet Mr. Coroner cocked with some yellow tape But the murderers escape Audi lane 5 G's Lyrical gangbang but it's just a G thang Dr Dre Index High Powered( Dr. Dre, Lady Of Rage) Yo yo whut sup? Yo man, give me some of that ol' gangsta shit, y'knowhutI'msayin? Some shit I can just kick back to, smoke a fat ass joint to YouknowhutI'msayin? He hahahahahahaha Hell yeah! You know what I'm talkin about? I like that ol' gangsta shit Cuz you know it's a lot of niggas out there Woofin all that bullshit talkin 'bout they got this and got that Talkin louder than a motherfucker but ain't sayin shit Heh y'knowhutI'msayin? (Dem come witta, dem come witta, dem come wit da wickedness) Yeah nigga I see your lips quiverin But you ain't sayin a motherfuckin thing For my niggas, I got my niggas in the motherfuckin he-ouse And they gon' tell yo' what's really goin on Got my motherfuckin nigga RBX...definitely in this motherfucker I got my nigga Daz in this motherfucker ready to kick some real shit Y'knowhutI'msayin? And that lil' shit cha hear in the background, that's my homegirl Rage So RBX kick this shit [RBX] Seven execution style murders I have no remorse cuz I'm the fuckin murderer Haven't you ever heard of a killer? I drop bombs like Hiroshima So now I walk around strapped One-time bust they caps and watch niggas collapse Snap! Adapt to this but you need no adapter This is just the first chapter In a book from a crook You get caught slippin yo' ass gots ta die Nigga, tell me what the fuck you figure? Trigger? Happy RBX to cap ya POP POP and I can't wait to bust a pound POP POP my hollow points smacks the clown Cuz what I said split his head And now they got me runnin from the feds But I refuse to go alive It's kill or be killed, that's how real niggas survive I'm high powered! ( Dat Nigga Daz ) Yeah! It's Daz that mass-murderin motherfucker So what you feel like you wanna get caught up? Fool you better recognise Death Row came to chastise So if you cross the Row Remember the first name is Death No love for the other side Dr Dre Index Stranded On Death Row( Bushwick Bill ) Yes, it is I says me And although me By morning three, cause they're weak Yes, yo!, I'm in the house now for sure Because I wanna talk about the hearts of men Who knows what evil lurks within them But lets take a travel down the blindside And see what we find on this... Path... Called... ( Kurupt ) Stranded on Death Row, so duck when I swing my shit I get rugged like Rawhead Rex with fat tracks that fits The gangsta type, what I recite's kinda lethal Niggaz know, the flow that I kick, there's no refill I'm murderin niggaz, Yo, and maybe because of the tone I kicks my grip, the mic and kick shit Niggaz can't fuck with So remember I go hardcore, and slam Nuff respect like a sensei, ba-bash like Van Damme So any nigga that claim they bossin What don't you bring your ass on over to Crenshaw and Slauson Take a walk through the hood, and we up to no good Slangin on things like a real ho G should, I'm stackin and mackin and packin a ten so When you're slippin, I slip the clip in But ain't no steady tripppin Cause it's Death Row, rollin like the mafia Think about whoopin some ass, but what the fuck stoppin ya Ain't nathin but a buster I'm Stranded on Death Row for pumpin slugs in motherfuckers Now you know you're outdone Feel the shotgun, Korrupt inmate cell block one ( RBX ) No prevention from this mention of sorts Your're a victim, from my driveby of thoughts No extensions, all attempts are to fail Blinded by the light, it's time you learn braile From the lunatic, I death like arsenic When I kick up wicked raps That the grain will hit the scratch With treachery, my literary form will blast And totally surpass the norm Not a storm, plural, make it, many storms When I'm vexed, I fly leg necks and arms In this dimension, I'm the presenter And the inventor, and the tormentor Deranged, like the hillside strangler MC mangler, tough like Wrangler I write a rhyme, hard as concrete Step to the heat and get burned like mesquite So what you wanna do The narrator RBX, cell block two ( Lady of Rage ) Rage, lyrical murderer Stranded on Death Row And now I'm servin a lifetime sentence There'll be no repentence Since it's the life that I choose to lead I plead guilty On all counts let the ball bounce where it may It's just another clip into my AK Buck em down with my underground tactics Facts and stacks of clips on my matress Bed frame there's another dead pain Layin lain with the shame, who's to blame Me, the lady of Rage On when I'm comin from the D-E-A-T-H in R-O-W takin, no shit So flip and you're bound to get dropped It's 187 on motherfuckers don't stop Handcuffed as I bust there'll be no debate It's Rage, from cell block eight ( Snoop Doggy Dogg ) And yo steppin through the fog And creepin through the smog It's the number one nigga from the hood, Doggy Dogg Makin videos, now I stay in Hollywood Bustin raps for my snaps now they call me Eastwood Dre is the doctor and my homey little nigga Warren G is my hand and my hand's on the trigga Shootin at the hoes with the game that I got Sent to death row cause I wanted to make a quick one servin my rocks And I'm still, servin for mines, peace To my motherfuckin homies doin time In the pen and the county jail Mobbin with your blues on, mad as hell And you say yeah fuck the police And all the homies on the streets is all about peace And it's drivin the cops crazy But ain't nuttin but a black thing bay-bee, uhhh No I'm not flaggin, but I'm just saggin I betcha don't wanna see the D-O double G And you can't see, the D-R to the E Or my motherfuckin homey D.O.C. You know you can't fuck with my motherfuckin DJ That's my homey and we call him Warren G Yeah, and you don't stop Doggy Dogg break em down with the motherfuckin Dogg Pound That's the only way we'll beat em man We gotta smoke em, then choke em Like the motherfuckin peter man It's like three and to the two And two and to the one Cell block four peace Doggy Dogg's done ( Bushwick Bill ) Yo, now you know the path I'm on You think you're strong, see if you can travel on Cause only the weak, will try to speak Those who are quiet, will always cause riots There's three types of people in the world Those who don't know what happened Those who wonder what happened And people like us from the streets that MAKE things happen! Dr Dre Index |
