Yeah, hell yeah, knowhatI'msayin, yeah

[Verse One: Dr. Dre]
Mista Busta, where the f___ ya at?
Can't scrap a lick, so I know ya got your gat
Your d___ on hard, from f___in your road dogs
The hood you threw up with, n____z you grew up with
Don't even respect your a__
That's why it's time for the doctor, to check your a__, n____
Used to be my homey, used to be my ace
Now I wanna slap the taste out yo mouth
Make you bow down to the row
f___in me, now I'm f___in 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 'Eazy'est 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 homey's love
Now call it what you want to
You f___ed wit me, now it's a must that I f___ wit you

[Break One: Dre]
Yeah, that's what the f___ I'm talkin about
We have your m_________in record company surrounded
Put down the candy and let the little boy go
You knowhatI'msayin, punk m_________er
(**We want Eazy, we want Eazy**)

[Verse Two: Snoop Doggy Dogg]
Bow wow wow yippy yo yippy yay
Doggy Dogg's in the m_________in house
Bow wow wow yippy yo yippy yay
Death Row's in the m_________in house
Bow wow wow yippy yo yippy yay
The sounds of a dog brings me to another day
Play, with my bone would ya Timmy
It seems like you're good for makin jokes about your jimmy
But here's a jimmy joke about your mama that you might not like
I heard she was the 'Frisco d___
But f___ your 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 ya mama and your daddy hollin' Bay-Bee
So won't they let you know
That if you f___ with Dre n____ you're f___in wit Death Row
And I ain't even slangin them thangs
I'm hollin' one-eight-seven with my d___ in yo mouth, beotch

[Break Two]
Yeah n____, Compton and Long Beach together on this m_________er
So you wanna pop that s___ get yo m_________in crranium cracked n____
Step on up. Now, we ain't no m_________in joke so remember the name
Mighty, mighty D-R. Yeahhh, m_________ER!

[Verse Three: Dre and Snoop]
Now understand this my n____ Dre can't be touched
Luke's bendin over, so Luke's gettin f___ed, busta
Musta, thought I was sleazy
Or though I was a mark cause I used to hang with Eazy
Animosity, made ya speak but ya spoke
Ay yo Dre, whattup, check this n____ off loc
If it ain't another ho that I gots ta f___ with
Gap teeth in ya mouth so my d___'s gots to fit
With my nuts on ya tonsils
While ya onstage rappin at your wack-a__ concerts
And I'ma s_____ your a__ from the backside
To show you how Death Row pull off that whoride
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 homey, you better check yo self
Cause when you diss Dre you diss yourself, m_________ER

[Outro]
Yeah, nine-deuce
Dr. Dre, dropin chronic once again
It don't stop, Punishing punk m_________ers real quick like
Doggy Dogg in the m_________in house
Long Beach in the m_________in house
Compton style n____, straight up, really doe
Breakin all you suckaz off somethin real proper like
YouknowhatI'msayin?
All these sucka a__ n____z can eat a fat d___
Yeah, Eazy-E Eazy-E Eazy-E can eat a big fat d___
Tim Dog can eat a big fat d___
Luke, can eat a fat d___
Yeah

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