Dr Dre - ***** Ass Niggaz Lyrics
[dre] some good-ass weed![snoop dogg]Check it out dogg; this game is a mother*****in trip manWord on the streetsEverybody always tryin to run up on meHollerin about word on the street is dis nigga said dis..Man I dont give a ***** about what that nigga said man!Thats whats wrong with you niggaz, you niggaz is just like *****esHoe-ass niggaz, talk too mother*****in much (speak)Study your own, get your own -- yahmsayin?Be independent nigga - beotch![dre] yeah[snoop] ***** niggaz (***** niggaz)..***** niggaz (***** niggaz)..*****-ass niggaz (beotch)..[both] ***** niggaz (***** niggaz)..[snoop] yeah Im talkin about you (beotch)..[dre] ***** niggaz[snoop] and you too (beotch)..[snoop dogg]Hmm.. dogg..I meet mo ***** niggaz than hoes - look hereAnd I really dont know, but thats just how it go (damn)Dogg - so many niggaz like to keep up shitAnd just like a ***** (beotch) niggaz be talkin shit (nigga)Smilin in my face and then they blast me in the back (ka-ka-ka-ka-ka)Niggaz stay strapped from way back, cause payback..llMake niggaz wanna pop that shitIf you aint ready for the game (uh-uh) nigga stop that shitWe rock that shit, my nigga dre, drop that shit (right)No mo talkin, Im walkin and Im poppin the clipGlock on the hip, set-trippin dippin an shitIf you act like a ***** (nigga) nigga you get smacked like a *****[snoop] ***** niggaz, ***** niggaz (***** niggaz)[dr. dre]These niggaz dont know what the ***** is goin onYo dogg, check it kick backLet me holla at these niggaz for a minute..Straight off the streets of chaos and no pityThe aggravated, makin these punk muh*****ers hate itCompton is the city Im fromCaint never leave the crib without a murder wea-ponHuh, I caint live my life on broke no moAnd most of these fools aint shit but cutthroatsThey smile in a nigga face - and for what?They got the game *****ed up, and want my thang *****ed upI done learned a lot, seen a whole lotThe top notch nigga, Im fiendin for that spotNow peep game on what six-deuce told me[six-two]These niggaz after yo paper, dr. d.r.e. (what? )And these punk-ass hoes is lookin for doughYou gotta watch your homeboys, cause a nigga never knowOh, theyll be around, but when yo paper get lowJust like master p said, there dey go, there day go***** niggaz... uh-huh...{dr. dre cuts and scratches attention all personnel}{stop scheamin, and lookin hard -> audio two}{stop scheamin, and..an, and..an-an, and..and lookin hard}[dr. dre]***** nigga, a ***** nigga***** nigga, hella ***** niggaYouse a ***** nigga, mother*****er ***** niggaA ***** nigga.. a ***** nigga[hitman]I know yo type, so much ***** in you, if it was slightly darkerLights was little dimmer my dick be stuck up in yo windpipe!Hmm, youd rather blow me than fight, Im from the old schoolLike romey rome homey yo, you owe me the rightTo slap you, like the ***** that you are, that wanted to cap youEvery since you was mad doggin me with that ***** in yo carFool {singing} who do you think you are? mr. big stuffMan, you shit on hit, get yo shit bust; plusPistol-whipped, cover it up - use yo *****s blushMr. powder puff yo, bark aint loud enough, huhI know chihuahuas thats mo rah-rah, ha haI have to laugh dre, I bet he take bubble bathsYou dont want no trouble with the aftermath staff, trust meDoggy dogg, diggy doctor plus meNo youse a busta slash hussy, soft as a hush puppyMust we break you down to estrogen most hated specimensA ***** nigga!{dr. dre cuts and scratches attention all personnel}{stop scheamin, and lookin hard -> audio two}{stop..stop..stop scheamin, and lookin hard}{..op-stop..ah-op-op-stop-sch-sch-scheamin, and lookin hard}{stop scheamin.. an-an.. an-an.. an-and lookin hard}{stop scheamin, and lookin hard}{stop skee-scheamin, and lookin hard}{stop scheamin, and.. and.. and..Stop scheamin, and lookin hard}
