متن و پخش آهنگ Bi*** Ni**az - Album Version (Edited) از Dr. Dre

متن کامل ترانه Bi*** Ni**az - Album Version (Edited) با صدای Dr. Dre

Some good-ass weed! Check it out doggy, this game is a mother -in' trip man Word on the streets Everybody always tryin' to run up on me Hollerin' about word on the street is dis - said dis Man I don't give a - about what that - said man! That's what's wrong with you -, you - is just like -es -, talk too mother- much (speak) Study your own, get your own, yah know what I'm sayin'? Be independent -! Yeah - (b-) Yeah, I'm talkin' about you (b-) And you too (b-) Doggy I meet mo' - than hoes look here And I really don't know, but that's just how it go (damn) Doggy so many - like to keep up And just like a - (b-) - be talkin' Smilin' in my face and then they blast me in the back - stay strapped from way back, cause payback I'll make - wanna pop that If you ain't ready for the game (uh-uh) - stop that We rock that -, my - Dre, drop that - (right) No mo' talkin', I'm walkin' and I'm poppin' the Glock on the hip, set-trippin' dippin' an' If you act like a - (-) - you get smacked like a These - don't know what the - is goin' on Yo Doggy, check it kick back Let me holla at these - for a minute Straight off the streets of chaos and no pity The aggravated, makin' these punk muh'-ers hate it Compton is the city I'm from Can't never leave the crib without a - weapon Huh, I cain't live my life on broke no mo' And most of these fools ain't - but cutthroats They smile in a - face and for what? They got the game -ed up, and want my thang -ed up I done learned a lot, seen a whole lot The top-notch -, I'm fiendin' for that spot Now peep game on what Six-Deuce told me These - after yo' paper, Dr. D.R.E. (what?) And these punk- - is lookin' for dough You gotta watch your homeboys, cause a - never know Oh, they'll be around, but when yo' paper get low Just like Master P said, "there dey go, there dey go" - -... uh-huh Attention all personnel (aha) Stop schemin', and lookin' hard Stop schemin', and an, and an-an, and, and lookin' hard" -, a -, ah hella - ah Youse a - -, mother-er - - (ah) A - -. a I know yo' type, so much - in you, if it was slightly darker Lights was little dimmer my - be stuck up in yo' windpipe! Hmm, you'd rather - me than fight, I'm from the old school Like Romey Rome homey yo, you owe me the right To slap you, like the - that you are, that wanted to - you Ever since you was mad doggin' me with that - in yo' car Fool who do you think you are? Mr. Bigstuff" Man, you - on hit, get yo' - bust; plus Pistol-whipped, cover it up use yo' -'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 youse a busta slash hussy, soft as a Hush Puppy Must we break you down to estrogen most hated specimen's A - -! Attention all personnel Stop, stop, stop schemin', and lookin' hard Stop, stop, stop, stop, stop, stop schemin', and lookin' hard Op-stop, ah-op-op-stop-sch-sch-schemin', and lookin' hard Stop schemin' an-an. an-an. an-and lookin' hard Stop schemin', and lookin' hard Stop skee-schemin', and lookin' hard Stop schemin', and and and Stop schemin', and lookin' hard ♪