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Ice-T - Fuck Wit Dre Day lyrics
Yeah, hell yeah, know what I'm sayin"? Yeah Mista Busta, where the f*** ya at? Canl scrap a lick, so I know ya got your gat Your dick on hard, from f"'"" your road dogs The hood you threw up with, niggaz you grew up with Don't even respect your ass That's why its 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 F*****' me, now I'm V""' you, little hoe Oh, don't think I torgot. let you slide Let me ride, just another homicide Yeah it's me so I'ma talk on Stompin' on the Eaz/est streets that you can walk on So strap on your Compton hat, your Iocs 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 f***** wit me, now it's a must that I f*** wit you Yeah, that's what the f*** 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 mллллллллллл 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 D*** But f"** 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 f*** with Dre nigga you're p****1 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 mллллллллллл So you wanna pop that 's*** Getyo motherfuckin" cranium cracked nigga Step on up now, we ain't no motherfuckin" Joke so rememberthe name Mighty, mighty D R yeah, m""""""* Now understand this my nigga Dre canl be touched Luke's bendin" over, so Luke's gettin' f "**** 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 Ayyo Dre, whattup? Check this nigga off loc If it aint another ho that I gots ta f""" with Gap teeth in ya mouth so my dick's gots to fit With my nuts on ya tonsils While ya on stage rappin" atyourwack-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, m"""""" Yeah, nine-deuce, Dr. Dre, dropin' chronic once again It don't stop, punishing punk m"-********* 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. |
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