Luyện nghe bài hát Fuck Wit Dre Day

Yeah, hell yeah, knowhati'msayin,

one: dre

Mista busta, where the ya at?
scrap a lick, so I know ya got your gat
Your on hard, from fuckin your road dogs
The hood you up with, niggaz you grew up with
even respect your ass
That's why it's time for the doctor, to check your ass,
to be my homey, used to be my ace
Now I slap the taste out yo mouth
you bow down to the row
Fuckin me, now I'm you, little ho
Oh, think I forgot, let you slide
Let me ride, just another
Yeah me so i'ma talk on
Stompin on the 'eazy'est that you can walk on
So strap on your compton hat, your
And watch your back you might get smoked, loc
And the bud, and stay low-key
B.g. cause you all your homey's love
Now call it what you to
You fucked wit me, now a must that I fuck wit you

Break dre

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

Verse two: snoop doggy

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

two:

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

Verse dre and snoop

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

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

All these sucka ass niggaz can eat a fat
Yeah, eazy-e eazy-e can eat a big fat dick
Tim dog can eat a big fat
Luke, can eat a fat