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Fuck Wit Dre Day (And Everybody's Celebratin')

Dr. Dre

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Yeah, hell yeah, know what I'm sayin'? Yeah Mista Busta, where the f******u at? Can't scrap a lick, so I know you got your gat Your dick on hard, from fuckin' your road dogs The hood you threw up with, niggas you grew up with Don't even respect yo' ass That's why it's time for the doctor to check your ass, nigga Used to be my homie, used to be my ace Now I wanna slap the taste out yo' mouth Make you bow down to the Row Fuckin' me, now I'm fuckin' you, little 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 Stompin' 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 homies' love Now call it what you want to You fucked wit' me, now it's a must that I fuck wit' you (You better raise up) Yeah, that's what the fuck I'm talkin' about (you better raise up) We have your motherfuckin' record company surrounded Put down the candy and let the little boy go (you better, you-you, you better) You know what I'm sayin'? Punk motherfucker (you better raise up) (Better raise up) (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 Dogg brings me to another day Play, with my bone would you Timmy? It seems like you're good for makin' 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******ur 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 your mama and your daddy hollerin', "Baby" So what that let you know? That if you fuck with Dre, nigga you're fuckin' wit Death Row And I ain't even swangin' them thangs I'm hollerin', "187" with my dick in yo' mouth, biatch (biatch) Yeah nigga, Compton and Long Beach together on this motherfucker So you wanna pop that shit and get yo' motherfuckin' cranium cracked, nigga? Step on up, now, we ain't no motherfuckin joke so remember the name Mighty, mighty D-R, yeah, motherfucker (shit done hit the fan) (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 you speak what you spoke (yeah) Ayo Dre (what up?) Chip this nigga off loc If it ain't another ho that I gots to fuck with Gap teeth in ya mouth so my dick's gots to fit With my nuts on ya tonsils While you're onstage rappin' at your wack-ass concert And I'ma snatch yo' ass from the backside To show you how Death Row pull off that hoo-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 homie, you best check yo' self 'Cause when you diss Dre you diss yourself, motherfucker Yeah, nigga So I don't want no dilapidated, two-faced, pigeon-toed Bow-legged, cross-eyed son of a gun fuckin' with me (fuckin' with me) (Oh-ooh) (Oh, yeah, yeah) Yeah, nine-deuce, Dr. Dre (Oh) Droppin' chronic once again (Yeah-yeah, yeah) It don't stop (Oh) punishing punk motherfuckers real quick like (Yeah, yeah) Compton style, nigga Doggy Dogg's in the motherfuckin' house, yeah (I don't, no, no-no-no-no, ayy) Long Beach is in the motherfuckin' house (Long Beach) Yeah, yeah (Compton) Straight up, really doe (Death Row is in the house, yeah) (Oh-Oh, yeah) Breakin' all them suckas off somethin' real proper-like You know what I'm sayin'? (Yeah) (Oh, whoa, whoa) All the sucka-ass niggas can eat a fat dick (Yeah, yeah) Yeah, Eazy-E, Eazy-E (Oh, yeah-yeah) Eazy-E can eat a big fat dick Tim Dog can eat a big fat dick (Oh-Oh) Luke, can eat a fat dick Yeah (yeah) (Oh yeah) (Oh-oh, yeah, yeah) (Dogg) (Oh-oh, yeah, yeah-yeah) (Oh, yeah, yeah) --- Fuck Wit Dre Day (And Everybody's Celebratin') - Dr. Dre, Snoop Dogg, RBX and Jewell

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Andre Romell Young, Cordazar Calvin Jr. Broadus, David Lee Spradley, Garry Marshall Shider, George Jr. Clinton

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The Chronic

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Death Row Records

Release Date

December 15, 1992

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