Ha, yeah, hell yeah, ha knowhatI'msayin
 (Sssss)
 
 [Verse One: Dr. Dre]
 
 Yeah, Mista Busta, where the ************* ya at?
 Can't scrap a lick, so I know ya got your gat
 Your ************* on hard, from ****** your road dogs
 The hood you threw up with, *************z you grew up with
 Don't even respect your ass
 That's why it's time for the doctor, to check your ass, *************
 Used to be my homey, used to be my ace
 Now I wanna slap the taste out yo mouth
 ************* bow down to the row
 ****** me, now I'm ****** 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 ****** wit me, now it's a must that I ************* wit you
 
 [Interlude: Dr. Dre]
 
 Yeah, that's what the ************* I'm talkin about
 We have your mother****** record company surrounded
 Put down the candy and let the little boy go
 You knowhatI'msayin, punk mother******
 (We want Eazy, we want Eazy)
 
 [Verse Two: Snoop Doggy Dogg]
 
 Bow wow wow yippy yo yippy yay
 Doggy Dogg's in the mother****** house
 Bow wow wow yippy yo yippy yay
 Death Row's in the mother****** 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 dyke
 But ************* 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 ************* with Dre ************* you're ****** wit Death Row
 And I ain't even slangin them thangs
 I'm hollin' one-eight-seven with my ************* in yo mouth, beeyatch
 
 [Interlude: RBX]
 
 Yeah *************, Compton and Long Beach together on this mother******
 So you wanna pop that *************t get yo mother****** cranium cracked *************
 Step on up. Now, we ain't no mother****** joke so remember the name
 Mighty, mighty D-R. Yeahhh, MOTHER******!
 
 [Verse Three: Dr.Dre and Snoop Doggy Dogg]
 
 Now understand this my ************* Dre can't be touched
 Luke's bendin over, so Luke's gettin ******, 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 ************* off loc
 If it ain't another ho that I gots ta ************* with
 Gap teeth in ya mouth so my *************'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, MOTHER******
 Yeah *************...
 
 [Outro: Snoop Doggy Dogg]
 
 Yeah, nine-deuce
 Dr. Dre, dropin chronic once again
 It don't stop, Puni*************ng punk mother******s real quick like
 Compton style *************,
 Doggy Dogg in the mother****** house, yeah
 Long Beach in the mother****** house, yeah
 Yeah, straight up, really doe
 Breakin all you suckaz off somethin real proper like
 YouknowhatI'msayin?
 All these sucka ass *************z can eat a fat *************
 Yeah, Eazy-E Eazy-E Eazy-E can eat a big fat *************
 Tim Dog can eat a big fat *************
 Luke, can eat a fat *************, yeah...