เนื้อเพลง B*tch N*ggaz - Dr. Dre
เนื้อเพลง B*tch N*ggaz
[Dr. Dre]:
That's some good-ass weed
[Snoop Dogg]:
Check it out Dawg, this game is a motherf*ckin' trip man
Word on the streets
Everybody always tryin' to run up on me
Hollerin' about word on the streets is this n*gga said this...
Man I don't give a f*ck about what that n*gga said man
That's what's wrong with you n*ggas, you n*ggas is just like
Hoe-ass n*ggas, talk too motherf*ckin' much (speak)
Study your own, get your own, you know what I'm sayin'?
Be independent n*gga, beotch
[Dr. Dre]:
Yeah
[Snoop Dogg]:
B*tch n*ggas (b*tch n*ggas)
B*tch n*ggas (b*tch n*ggas)
B*tch-ass n*ggas (beotch)
[Both]:
B*tch n*ggas (b*tch n*ggas)
[Snoop Dogg]:
Yeah I'm talkin' about you (beotch)
[Dr. Dre]:
B*tch n*ggas
[Snoop Dogg]:
And you too (beotch)...
[Snoop Dogg]:
Hmm...Dogg...
I meet mo' b*tch n*ggas than hos, look here
And I really don't know, but that's just how it go (damn)
Dogg, so many n*ggas like to keep up sh*t
And just like a b*tch (beotch) n*ggas be talkin' sh*t (n*gga)
Smilin' in my face and then they blast me in the back (ka-ka-ka-ka-ka)
N*ggas stay strapped from way back, cause paycheck...will
Make n*ggas wanna pop that sh*t
If you ain't ready for the game (uh-huh) n*gga stop that sh*t
We rock that sh*t, my n*gga Dre, drop that sh*t (right)
No mo' talkn', I'm walkin' and I'm poppin' the clip
Glock on the hip, set-trippin', drippin' and sh*t
If you act like a b*tch (n*gga) n*gga you get smacked like a b*tch
[Snoop Dogg]:
B*tch n*ggas, b*tch n*ggas (b*tch n*ggas
[Dr. Dre]:
There n*ggas don't know what the f*ck is goin' on
Yo Dogg, check it kick back
Let me holla at these n*ggas for a minute....
Straight off the streets of chaos and no pity
The aggravated, makin' these punk motherf*ckers hate it
COMPTON is the city I'm from
Can't never leave the crib without a murder wea-pon
Huh, I can't live my life on broke no mo'
And most of these fools ain't sh*t but cutthroats
They smile in a n*gga face, and for what?
They got the game all f*cked up, and want my thing f*cked up
I done learned a lot, seen a whole lot
The top notch n*gga, I'm fiendin' for that spot
Now peep game on what Six-Deuce told me
[Six-Two]:
These n*ggas after yo' paper, Dr. D.R.E. (wha?)
And these punk-ass hos is lookin' for dough
You gotta watch your homeboys, cause a n*gga never know
Oh, they'll be around, but when yo' paper get low
Just like Master P said, "There they go, there they go"
B*tch n*ggas...uh-huh...
{Scratches - "Attention all personnel"}
{Stop scheamin', and lookin' hard"}
{Stop scheamin', and...an, and...an-an, and...and lookin' hard"}
[Dr. Dre]:
B*tch n*gga, a b*tch n*gga
B*tch n*gga, hella b*tch n*gga
You's a b*tch n*gga, motherf*cker b*tch n*gga
A b*tch n*gga...a b*tch n*gga
[Hittman]:
I know yo' type, so much b*tch in you, if it was slightly darker
Lights was little dimmer my d*ck be stuck up in yo' windpipe
Hmm, you'd rather blow me than fight, I'm from the old school
Like Romey Rome homey yo, you owe me the right
To slap you, like the b*tch that you are, that wanted to cap you
Every since you was mad doggin' me with that b*tch in yo' car
Fool, "Who do you think you are? Mr. Big Stuff"
Man, you sh*t on Hitt, get yo' sh*t bust, plus
Pistol-whipped, cover it up, use yo' b*tch's blush
Mr. Powder Puff yo', bark ain't loud enough, huh
I know Chihuahuas that's mo' rah-rah, ha ha
I have to laugh Dre, I bet he take bubble baths
You don't want no trouble with the Aftermath staff, trust me
Doggy Dogg, Diggy Doctor plus me
No you's a busta slash hussy, soft as a hush puppy
Must we break you down to estrogen most hated specimen
A b*tch n*gga
{Scratches - "Attention all personnel"}
{"Stop scheamin', and lookin' hard"}
{Stop...stop...stop scheamin', and lookin' hard"}
{"Stop..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 schea...scheamin', and lookin' hard"}
{Stop scheamin', and...and...and...stop scheamin', and lookin' hard"}