Lyrics provided by https://www.songarea.com/ ---Fuck wit Dre Day (And Everybody's Celebratin')--- --Dr. Dre-- Yeah, hell yeah, know what I'm sayin'? YeahMista Busta, where the fuck ya at? Can't scrap a lick, so I know ya got your gat Your dick on hard, from fuckin' your road dogs The hood you threw up with, niggaz you grew up withDon't even respect your ass That's why it's time for the Doctor, to check your ass, nigga Used to be my homey, used to be my ace Now I wanna slap the taste out yo mouthMake you bow down to the row Fuckin' me, now I'm fuckin' you, little hoe 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, locAnd pass the bud, and stay low-key B.G. 'cause you lost all your homeys love Now call it what you want to You fucked wit me, now it's a must that I fuck wit youYeah, that's what the fuck I'm talkin' about We have your motherfuckin' record company surrounded Put down the candy and let the little boy go You know what I'm sayin'? Punk motherfuckerBow 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 makin' jokes about your jimmyBut here's a jimmy joke about your mama that you might not like I heard she was the 'Frisco Dyke But fuck your mama, I'm talkin' about you and me Toe to toe, Tim M-U-TYour 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-BeeSo won't they let you know That if you fuck with Dre nigga you're fuckin' wit Death Row And I ain't even slangin' them thangs I'm hollin' one-eight-seven with my dick in yo mouth, beotchYeah nigga, Compton and Long Beach Together on this motherfucker So you wanna pop that shit Get yo motherfuckin' cranium cracked niggaStep on up now, we ain't no motherfuckin' Joke so remember the name Mighty, mighty D R yeah, motherfuckerNow understand this my nigga Dre can't be touched Luke's bendin' over, so Luke's gettin' fucked Busta Musta, thought I was sleazy Or though I was a mark 'cause I used to hang with EazyAnimosity, made ya speak but ya spoke Ay yo Dre, whattup? Check this nigga off loc If it ain't another ho that I gots ta fuck with Gap teeth in ya mouth so my dick's gots to fitWith my nuts on ya tonsils While ya on stage rappin' at your wack-ass concerts And I'ma snatch your ass from the backside To show you how Death Row pull off that who rideNow 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 templeSpot 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, motherfuckerYeah, nine-deuce, Dr. Dre, dropin' chronic once again It don't stop, punishing punk motherfuckers real quick like Compton style nigga, Doggy Dogg in the motherfuckin' house Long Beach in the motherfuckin' houseStraight up, really doe Breakin' all you suckaz off somethin' real proper like You know what I'm sayin'? All these sucka ass niggaz can eat a fat dickYeah, 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