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Yeah, hell yeah, know what I'm sayin, yeah |
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(Verse One: Dr. Dre) |
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Mista Busta, where the ************* ya at? |
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Can't scrap a lick, so I know ya got your gat |
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Your ************* on hard, from ****** your road dogs |
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The hood you threw up with, *************z you grew up with |
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Don't even respect your ass |
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That's why it's time for the doctor, to check your ass, ************* |
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Used to be my homey, used to be my ace |
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Now I wanna slap the taste out yo mouth |
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Make you bow down to the row |
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****** me, now I'm ****** you, little ho |
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Oh, don't think I forgot, let you slide |
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Let me ride, just another homicide |
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Yeah it's me so I'ma talk on |
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Stompin on the 'Eazy'est streets that you can walk on |
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So strap on your Compton hat, your locs |
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And watch your back cause you might get smoked, loc |
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And pass the bud, and stay low-key |
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B.G. cause you lost all your homey's love |
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Now call it what you want to |
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You ****** wit me, now it's a must that I ************* wit you |
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(Break One: Dre) |
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Yeah, that's what the ************* I'm talkin about |
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We have your mother****** record company surrounded |
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Put down the candy and let the little boy go |
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You knowhatI'msayin, punk mother****** |
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(**We want Eazy, we want Eazy**) |
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(Verse Two: Snoop Doggy Dogg) |
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Bow wow wow yippy yo yippy yay |
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Doggy Dogg's in the mother****** house |
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Bow wow wow yippy yo yippy yay |
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Death Row's in the mother****** house |
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Bow wow wow yippy yo yippy yay |
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The sounds of a dog brings me to another day |
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Play, with my bone would ya Timmy |
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It seems like you're good for makin jokes about your jimmy |
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But here's a jimmy joke about your mama that you might not like |
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I heard she was the 'Frisco dyke |
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But ************* your mama, I'm talkin about you and me |
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Toe to toe, Tim M-U-T |
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Your bark was loud, but your bite wasn't vicious |
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And them rhymes you were kickin were quite bootylicious |
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You get with Doggy Dogg oh is he crazy? |
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With ya mama and your daddy hollin' Bay-Bee |
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So won't they let you know |
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That if you ************* with Dre ************* you're ****** wit Death Row |
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And I ain't even slangin them thangs |
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I'm hollin' one-eight-seven with my ************* in yo mouth, beotch |
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(Break Two) |
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Yeah *************, Compton and Long Beach together on this mother****** |
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So you wanna pop that *************t get yo mother****** cranium cracked ************* |
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Step on up. Now, we ain't no mother****** joke so remember the name |
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Mighty, mighty D-R. Yeahhh, MOTHER******! |
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(Verse Three: Dre and Snoop) |
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Now understand this my ************* Dre can't be touched |
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Luke's bendin over, so Luke's gettin ******, busta |
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Musta, thought I was sleazy |
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Or though I was a mark cause I used to hang with Eazy |
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Animosity, made ya speak but ya spoke |
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Ay yo Dre, whattup, check this ************* off loc |
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If it ain't another ho that I gots ta ************* with |
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Gap teeth in ya mouth so my *************'s gots to fit |
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With my nuts on ya tonsils |
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While ya onstage rappin at your wack-ass concerts |
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And I'ma snatch your ass from the backside |
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To show you how Death Row pull off that whoride |
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Now you might not understand me |
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Cause I'ma rob you in Compton and blast you in Miami |
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Then we gon creep to South Central |
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On a Street Knowledge mission, as I steps in the temple |
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Spot him, got him, as I pulls out my strap |
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Got my chrome to the side of his White Sox hat |
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You tryin to check my homey, you better check yo self |
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Cause when you diss Dre you diss yourself, MOTHER****** |
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(Outro) |
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Yeah, nine-deuce |
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Dr. Dre, dropin chronic once again |
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It don't stop, Puni*************ng punk mother******s real quick like |
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Doggy Dogg in the mother****** house |
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Long Beach in the mother****** house |
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Compton style *************, straight up, really doe |
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Breakin all you suckaz off somethin real proper like |
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YouknowhatI'msayin? |
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All these sucka ass *************z can eat a fat ************* |
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Yeah, Eazy-E Eazy-E Eazy-E can eat a big fat ************* |
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Tim Dog can eat a big fat ************* |
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Luke, can eat a fat ************* |
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Yeah |
