Luyện nghe bài hát Fuck Wit Dre Day

Yeah, yeah, knowhati'msayin, yeah

Verse dre

Mista busta, where the ya at?
Can't scrap a lick, so I know ya got gat
Your dick on hard, from fuckin road dogs
The hood you threw up with, niggaz you grew up
even respect your ass
That's why it's for the doctor, to check your ass, nigga
Used to be my homey, to be my ace
Now I wanna slap the out yo mouth
Make you bow to the row
me, now I'm fuckin you, little ho
Oh, think I forgot, let you slide
Let me ride, just another
it's me so i'ma talk on
Stompin on the 'eazy'est streets you can walk on
So on your compton hat, your locs
And watch your back cause you get smoked, loc
And pass the bud, and stay
B.g. cause you lost all homey's love
Now it what you want to
You fucked wit me, now it's a must I fuck wit you

Break dre

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

Verse two: snoop dogg

Bow wow wow yo yippy yay
Doggy dogg's in the house
Bow wow wow yippy yo yay
Death in the motherfuckin house
Bow wow wow yippy yo yay
The of a dog brings me to another day
Play, with my with ya jimmy
It seems like you're good for makin jokes your jimmy
But here's a jimmy joke about your 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 was loud, but your bite wasn't vicious
And them rhymes you were were quite bootylicious
You get with doggy dogg oh is he
With ya mama and your daddy 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 them thangs
I'm hollin' one-eight-seven my dick in yo mouth, beotch

two:

Yeah nigga, and long beach together on this motherfucker
So you wanna pop that shit get yo motherfuckin crranium nigga
Step on up. now, we no motherfuckin 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 over, so luke's gettin fucked, busta
Musta, thought I was
Or though I was a mark I used to hang with eazy
Animosity, made ya speak but ya
Ay yo dre, whattup, check nigga off loc
If it ain't another ho that I ta fuck with
Gap teeth in ya mouth so my gots to fit
With my on ya tonsils
While ya onstage rappin at your concerts
And i'ma snatch your ass the backside
To you how death row pull off that whoride
Now you might not me
Cause i'ma rob you in compton and you in miami
we gon creep to south central
On a knowledge mission, as I steps 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 better yo self
Cause you diss dre you diss yourself, motherfucker

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

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