Luyện nghe bài hát Fuck Wit Dre Day

Yeah, yeah, knowhati'msayin, yeah

Verse dre

Mista busta, the fuck ya at?
Can't a lick, so I know ya got your gat
Your dick on hard, from fuckin your dogs
The you threw up with, niggaz you grew up with
Don't even respect ass
That's why time for the doctor, to check your ass, nigga
to be my homey, used 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 think I forgot, let you
Let me ride, another homicide
Yeah it's me so talk on
Stompin on the streets that you can walk on
So strap on your hat, your locs
And watch your cause 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 I fuck wit you

one: dre

Yeah, that's the fuck I'm talkin about
We have motherfuckin record company surrounded
Put down the and let the little boy go
You knowhati'msayin, motherfucker
**we eazy, we want eazy**

Verse two: doggy dogg

Bow wow wow yippy yo yay
dogg's in the motherfuckin house
Bow wow wow yippy yo yay
Death row's in the house
Bow wow wow yippy yo yay
The sounds of a dog brings me to day
Play, with my bone ya jimmy
It seems like you're good for makin jokes your jimmy
But a jimmy joke about your mama that you might not like
I she was the 'frisco dyke
But fuck your mama, I'm talkin you and me
Toe to toe, tim
Your bark was loud, but your bite vicious
And them rhymes you were kickin were bootylicious
You get with doggy oh is he crazy?
ya mama and your daddy hollin' bay-bee
So won't they let you
That if you fuck with dre nigga you're fuckin wit row
And I ain't slangin them thangs
I'm hollin' one-eight-seven my dick in yo mouth, beotch

Break

Yeah nigga, compton and long together on this motherfucker
So you wanna pop that shit get yo crranium cracked nigga
on up. now, we ain't no motherfuckin joke so remember the name
Mighty, d-r. yeahhh, motherfucker!

Verse dre and snoop

Now understand this my dre can't be touched
bendin over, so luke's gettin fucked, busta
Musta, thought I was
Or though I was a mark I used to hang with eazy
Animosity, ya speak but ya spoke
Ay yo dre, whattup, this nigga off loc
If it another ho that I gots ta fuck with
Gap in ya mouth so my dick's gots to fit
my nuts on ya tonsils
While ya rappin at your wack-ass concerts
And snatch your ass from the backside
To you how death row pull off that whoride
Now you not understand me
Cause i'ma rob you in and blast you in miami
Then we gon creep to south
On a street knowledge mission, as I in the temple
Spot him, got him, as I out my strap
Got my chrome to the of his white sox hat
You to check my homey, you better check yo self
Cause when you diss dre you yourself, motherfucker

Yeah,
Dr. dre, chronic once again
It don't stop, punishing punk real quick like
Doggy in the motherfuckin house
Long in the motherfuckin house
Compton style nigga, straight up, doe
Breakin all you suckaz off somethin real like

All these 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