Dr. Dre – f#ck Wit Dre Day

Dr. Dre – f#ck Wit Dre Day Lyrics

Artist: Dr. Dre
Song: f#ck Wit Dre Day

Hah, yeah
Hell yeah
Hah, know what I’m saying?
Yeah

Mista Busta, where the f#ck you at?
Can’t scrap a lick, so I know you got your gat
Your dick on hard from f#cking your road dogs
The hoods you threw up with, n#gg#s you grew up with

Don’t even respect your #ss
That’s why it’s time for the doctor to check your ass, n#gg#
Used to be my homie, used to be my ace
Now I wanna slap the taste out ya mouth

Make ya bow down to the Row
f#cking me, now I’m f#cking you, lil’ 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
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
B.G., ’cause you lost all your homie’s love
Now call it what you want to
You f#cked with me, now it’s a must that I f#ck with you

You better raise up
Yeah, that’s what the f#ck I’m talking about
We have your motherf#cking record company surrounded
Put down the candy and let the little boy go

You know what I’m saying? Punk m#th*rf#ck*r
We want Eazy! We want Eazy! We want Eazy!
Bow wow wow yippy yo yippy yay
Doggy Dogg’s in the motherf#cking house

Bow wow wow yippy yo yippy yay
Death Row’s in the motherf#cking 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 making jokes about your jimmy
Well, here’s a jimmy joke about your mama that you might not like
I heard she was a ‘Frisco dyke

But f#ck your mama, I’m talking 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 kicking were quite bootylicious

You get with Doggy Dogg? “Oh, is he crazy?”
With your mama and your daddy hollering “Baby!”
So won’t they let you know
That if you f#ck with Dre, n#gg#, you’re f#cking with Death Row

And I ain’t even swanging them thangs
I’m hollering 187 with my dick in your mouth, b#tch
Yeah, n#gg#, Compton and Long Beach together on this m#th*rf#ck*r
So you wanna pop that sh#t, get your motherf#cking cranium cracked, n#gg#, step on up

Now, we ain’t no motherf#cking joke, so remember the name
Mighty, mighty D-R
Yeah, m#th*rf#ck*r (The sh#t done hit the fan)
Now understand this, my n#gg# Dre can’t be touched

Luke’s bending over so Luke’s getting f#cked, 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 n#gg# off, loc
If it ain’t another ho that I gots to f#ck with
Gap teeth in your mouth so my dick’s gots to fit
With my nuts on your tonsils

While you’re on stage rapping at your wack-ass concert
And I’ma snatch your #ss 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 gonna 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, m#th*rf#ck*r (Yeah, n#gg#)
So I don’t want no dilapidated, two-faced, pigeon-toed, bow-legged, cross-eyed son of a gun f#cking with me (f#cking with me)

Yeah, nine-deuce
It don’t stop
Punishing punk m#th*rf#ck*rs real quick-like
Compton style, n#gg#

Doggy Dogg’s in the motherf#cking house
Yeah, Long Beach is in the motherf#cking house
Yeah, yeah, straight up
Really, though

Breaking all them suckers off something real proper-like
You know what I’m saying?
All them sucker-ass n#gg#s 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 (Yeah)
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From the album:
The Chronic [Explicit]
Release Year: 1992