Luyện nghe bài hát Fuck Wit Dre Day

Yeah, hell yeah, what I'm sayin, yeah

Busta, where the fuck you at?
Can't scrap a lick, so I ya got your gat
Your dick on hard, fuckin' your road dogs
The hood you threw up with, niggaz you up with
Don't respect your ass
That's why it's time for the doctor, to check your ass,
Used to be my homey, to be my ace
Now I wanna slap the taste out yo
you bow down to the row
Fuckin' me, now I'm you, little ho
Oh, don't I forgot, let you slide
Let me ride, just homicide
Yeah me so I'ma talk on
Stompin' on the 'Eazy'est that you can walk on
So strap on your hat, your locs
And watch your back you might get smoked, loc
And pass the bud, and stay
B.G. cause you all your homey's love
Now call it you want to
You fucked wit me, now it's a must that I wit you

Yeah, that's what the I'm talkin' about
We have your motherfuckin' record surrounded
Put the candy and let the little boy go
You know what I'm sayin, motherfucker

Bow wow wow yo yippy yay
Dogg's in the motherfuckin' house
Bow wow wow yo yippy yay
Death Row's in the house
Bow wow wow yippy yo yay
The sounds of a dog me to another day
Play, my bone would ya Timmy
It seems like you're good for makin' jokes about jimmy
But here's a jimmy about your mama that you might not like
I heard she was the 'Frisco
But fuck mama, I'm talkin' about you and me
Toe to toe, Tim
Your bark was loud, but your wasn't vicious
And them rhymes you kickin' were quite bootylicious
You get with Doggy oh is he crazy?
With ya mama and your hollin' Bay-Bee
So won't let you know
if you fuck with Dre nigga you're fuckin' wit Death Row
And I ain't even slangin' thangs
I'm hollin' with my dick in yo mouth, beotch

Yeah nigga, Compton and Long Beach on this motherfucker
So you wanna pop that shit get yo motherfuckin' cracked nigga
Step on up. Now, we ain't no motherfuckin joke so the name
Mighty, D-R. Yeahhh, motherfucker!

Now understand my nigga Dre can't be touched
Luke's bendin over, so gettin' fucked, busta
Musta, I was sleazy
Or though I was a mark cause I used to with Eazy
Animosity, made ya speak but ya
Ay yo Dre, whattup, this nigga off loc
If it ain't another ho I gots ta fuck with
Gap teeth in ya so my dick's gots to fit
With my on ya tonsils
While ya onstage rappin' at your wack-ass
And I'ma snatch your ass from the
To you how Death Row pull off that whoride
Now you not understand me
I'ma rob you in Compton and blast you in Miami
Then we gon creep to South
On a Street Knowledge mission, as I steps in the
Spot him, got him, as I pulls out my
Got my chrome to the of his White Sox hat
You to check my homey, you better check yo self
'Cause when you Dre you diss yourself, motherfucker

Yeah,
Dr. Dre, droppin' once again
It don't stop, punk motherfuckers real quick like
Compton nigga
Doggy Dogg in the house
Beach in the motherfuckin' house
Straight up, doe
Breakin' all you suckaz off somethin' proper like
You what I'm sayin?
All sucka ass niggaz can eat a fat dick
Yeah, Eazy-E Eazy-E can eat a big fat dick
Tim Dog can eat a big fat
Luke, can eat a fat