Dr. Dre, Snoop Dogg, Jewell, RBX - Fuck Wit Dre Day (And Everybody’s Celebratin’) lyrics

Hah, yeah hell yeah
Hah, know what I'm saying? Yeah

Mista Busta, where the fuck you at?
Can't scrap a lick
So I know you got your gat
Your dick on hard from fuckin' your road dogs
The hoods you threw up with
Niggas you grew up with
Don't even respect your ass
That's why it's time for the
Doctor to check your ass, nigga
Used to be my homie, used to be my ace
Now I wanna slap the taste out ya mouth
Make ya bow down to the Row
Fuckin' me, now I'm fuckin' you, lil' 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
Stomping on the easiest 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
BG, 'cause you lost all your homie's love
Now call it what you want to
You fucked with me
Now it's a must that I fuck with you

You better raise up
Yeah, that's what the fuck I'm talkin' about
We have your mothafuckin'
Record company surrounded
Put down the candy and let the little boy go
You know what I'm sayin'? Punk motherfucker
We want Eazy! We want Eazy! We want Eazy!

Bow wow wow yippy yo yippy yay
Doggy Dogg's in the motherfuckin' house
Bow wow wow yippy yo yippy yay
Death Row's in the motherfuckin 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
Making jokes about your jimmy
Well, here's a jimmy joke about your
Mama that you might not like
I heard she was a 'Frisco dyke
But fuck your mama
I'm talking 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 your mama and your
Daddy hollering "Baby!"
So won't they let you know
That if you fuck with Dre, nigga
You're fuckin' wit Death Row
And I ain't even swangin' them thangs
I'm hollerin' 187 with my dick in your mouth
Biatch

Yeah, nigga, compton and Long Beach together
On this motherfucker
So you wanna pop that shit, get
Your motherfuckin' cranium cracked, nigga
Step on up
Now, we ain't no motherfuckin' joke
So remember the name mighty, mighty D-R
Yeah, motherfucker
(The shit done hit the fan)

Now understand this
My nigga Dre can't be touched
Luke's bending over so Luke's getting fucked
Buster must've thought I was sleazy
Or thought I was a mark 'cause
I used to hang with Eazy
Animosity made you speak what you spoke
(yeah)
Ayo, Dre (What up?) Chip this nigga off, loc
If it ain't another ho that
I gots to fuck with
Gap teeth in your mouth so
My dick's gots to fit
With my nuts on your tonsils
While you're on stage rappin'
At your wack-ass concert
And I'ma snatch your ass from the backside
And show you how Death Row
Pull off that who-ride
Now you might not understand me
'Cause I'ma rob you in Compton
And blast you in Miami
Then we gonna 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 tryna check my homie
You best check yourself
'Cause when you diss Dre you diss yourself
Motherfucker (yeah, nigga)
So I don't want no dilapidated
Two-faced, pigeon-toed, bow legged
Cross-eyed son of a gun fuckin' with me
(Fuckin' with me) yeah, nine-deuce
Dr dre droppin' chronic once again
It don't stop
Punishin' punk motherfuckers real quick-like
Compton style, nigga
Doggy Dogg's in the motherfuckin' house
Yeah, Long Beach is in
The motherfuckin' house
Yeah, yeah, straight up really, though
Breaking all them suckas off
Something real proper-like
You know what I'm sayin'?
All them sucka-ass niggas can eat a fat dick
Yeah, Eazy-E, Eazy-E
Eazy-E can eat a big fat dick
Tim Dog can eat a big fat dick
Luke can eat a fat dick yeah (yeah)