Fuck Wit Dre Day
Dr.Dre Lyrics


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Yeah, hell yeah, know what I'm sayin'?
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 hood you threw up with, niggas you grew up with
Don't even respect yo' 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 yo' mouth
Make you bow down to the Row
Fuckin' me, now I'm fuckin' you, little 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
Stompin' 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
B-G 'cause you lost all your homies' love
Now call it what you want to
You fucked wit' me, now it's a must that I fuck wit' you

(You better raise up)
Yeah, that's what the fuck I'm talkin' about (you better raise up)
We have your motherfuckin' record company surrounded
Put down the candy and let the little boy go (you better, you-you, you better)
You know what I'm sayin'? Punk motherfucker (you better raise up)
(Better raise up) (Dogg)

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 Dogg brings me to another day
Play, with my bone would you Timmy?
It seems like you're good for makin' 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 talkin' 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 hollerin', "Baby"
So what that 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 yo' mouth, biatch (biatch)

Yeah nigga, Compton and Long Beach together on this motherfucker
So you wanna pop that shit and get yo' motherfuckin' cranium cracked, nigga?
Step on up, now, we ain't no motherfuckin joke so remember the name
Mighty, mighty D-R, yeah, motherfucker (shit done hit the fan) (Dogg)

Now 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 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 ya mouth so my dick's gots to fit
With my nuts on ya tonsils
While you're onstage rappin' at your wack-ass concert
And I'ma snatch yo' ass from the backside
To show you how Death Row pull off that hoo-ride
Now 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 temple
Spot 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 homie, you best check yo' self
'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)

(Oh-ooh)
(Oh, yeah, yeah) Yeah, nine-deuce, Dr. Dre
(Oh) Droppin' chronic once again
(Yeah-yeah, yeah) It don't stop
(Oh) punishing punk motherfuckers real quick like
(Yeah, yeah) Compton style, nigga
Doggy Dogg's in the motherfuckin' house, yeah (I don't, no, no-no-no-no, ayy)
Long Beach is in the motherfuckin' house (Long Beach)
Yeah, yeah (Compton)
Straight up, really doe (Death Row is in the house, yeah)
(Oh-Oh, yeah) Breakin' all them suckas off somethin' real proper-like
You know what I'm sayin'? (Yeah)
(Oh, whoa, whoa) All the sucka-ass niggas can eat a fat dick
(Yeah, yeah) Yeah, Eazy-E, Eazy-E
(Oh, yeah-yeah) Eazy-E can eat a big fat dick
Tim Dog can eat a big fat dick
(Oh-Oh) Luke, can eat a fat dick
Yeah (yeah)
(Oh yeah)
(Oh-oh, yeah, yeah) (Dogg)
(Oh-oh, yeah, yeah-yeah)
(Oh, yeah, yeah)

Overall Meaning

The song "Fuck Wit Dre Day" by Dr. Dre featuring Snoop Dogg is a diss track aimed primarily at rapper Eazy-E and his Ruthless Records crew. The song is filled with provocative lyrics and derogatory remarks aimed at Eazy-E, calling him out for his unfaithfulness and financial greed. The song begins with Dr. Dre calling out Eazy-E, accusing him of being unable to fight and relying on guns to protect himself. Dre continues to belittle Eazy throughout the song, calling him out for his unoriginal rhymes and accusing him of not respecting his former friend’s authority.


The song also features a verse from Snoop Dogg, who joins in on the attack against Eazy-E, using explicit language and boasting about Death Row Records’ superiority over Ruthless. The lyrics describe a lack of respect for Eazy-E's rap abilities and his perceived disloyalty. Snoop and Dre revel in their own success, with Snoop boasting about his rhyming skills and Dre calling himself the "doctor."


Overall, "Fuck Wit Dre Day" is a classic example of a diss track, with its aggressive and confrontational lyrics aimed at a specific target. It also became a huge hit, solidifying Dr. Dre and Snoop Dogg's status as top-tier rappers in the music industry.


Line by Line Meaning

Yeah, hell yeah, know what I'm sayin'?
Yes, absolutely, do you understand what I'm expressing?


Mista Busta, where the fuck you at?
Mr. Pretender, where are you currently located?


Can't scrap a lick, so I know you got your gat
Unable to engage in physical combat, therefore I am aware that you possess a firearm


Your dick on hard, from fuckin' your road dogs
You are feeling overly confident and proud due to your sexual relationships with your fellow gang members


The hood you threw up with, niggas you grew up with
The neighborhood where you displayed loyalty, the individuals with whom you shared childhood experiences


Don't even respect yo' ass
They do not even hold any respect for you


That's why it's time for the doctor to check your ass, nigga
This is why it is necessary for me, Dr. Dre, to address your disrespectful behavior


Used to be my homie, used to be my ace
You used to be my close friend, you used to be my trusted companion


Now I wanna slap the taste out yo' mouth
However, now I have the urge to physically reprimand you


Make you bow down to the Row
Force you to submit and show reverence to Death Row Records


Fuckin' me, now I'm fuckin' you, little ho
You engaged in betrayal towards me, and now I am retaliating and treating you disrespectfully


Oh, don't think I forgot, let you slide
Do not assume that I have forgotten or overlooked your previous actions


Let me ride, just another homicide
Allow me to act freely, which may result in another act of violence


Yeah it's me so I'ma talk on
Yes, it is me Dr. Dre, so I will continue to talk openly about these matters


Stompin' on the easiest streets that you can walk on
Asserting dominance and superiority in the familiar and effortless territories you navigate


So strap on your Compton hat, your locs
Prepare yourself by donning your Compton hat and sunglasses


And watch your back 'cause you might get smoked, loc
Remain vigilant about your surroundings and personal safety, as you could become a victim of violence


And pass the bud and stay low-key
Share the marijuana and maintain a discreet and secretive presence


B-G 'cause you lost all your homies' love
Behave like a gangster since you have lost the respect and loyalty of your gang associates


Now call it what you want to
You may interpret and label this situation however you desire


You fucked wit' me, now it's a must that I fuck wit' you
You initiated conflict with me, and now it is essential for me to retaliate against you


(You better raise up)
(You should take action and defend yourself)


Yeah, that's what the fuck I'm talkin' about (you better raise up)
Yes, that is precisely the matter I am referring to (you should take action and defend yourself)


We have your motherfuckin' record company surrounded
We have completely surrounded your record label with our influence and power


Put down the candy and let the little boy go (you better, you-you, you better)
Abandon your childish behavior and release your young protege from your grasp (you should, you-you, you should)


You know what I'm sayin'? Punk motherfucker (you better raise up)
Do you comprehend my message? You disrespectful individual (you should take action and defend yourself)


(Better raise up) (Dogg)
(You should take action and defend yourself) (Snoop Dogg)


Bow wow wow yippy yo yippy yay
Expressing excitement and enthusiasm


Doggy Dogg's in the motherfuckin' house
Snoop Dogg is present with authority and dominance


Death Row's in the motherfuckin' house
The Death Row Records collective is present with authority and dominance


The sounds of a Dogg brings me to another day
The music and presence of Snoop Dogg uplifts and motivates me day by day


Play, with my bone would you Timmy?
Engage in a metaphorical game of manipulation and deceit, Timmy


It seems like you're good for makin' jokes about your jimmy
You have a tendency to make humorous remarks regarding your own genitalia


Well here's a jimmy joke about your mama that you might not like
Now, let me share a humorous anecdote about your mother, which may not appeal to your preferences


I heard she was a 'Frisco dyke
I have been informed that she identifies as a lesbian from San Francisco


But fuck your mama, I'm talkin' about you and me
However, disregard your mother, as I am directing my attention towards you and our personal dynamic


Toe to toe, Tim M-U-T
In direct confrontation, facing you, Tim, verbally and emotionally


Your bark was loud but your bite wasn't vicious
Your aggression and threats were imposing, but ultimately lacked true force


And them rhymes you were kickin' were quite bootylicious
Furthermore, the lyrics you were rapping were of poor quality and lacked originality


You get with Doggy Dogg, oh is he crazy?
Once you associate yourself with Snoop Dogg, you may question his state of mind and sanity


With your mama and your daddy hollerin', "Baby"
While your parents express concern and worry for their offspring


So what that let you know?
What information does this convey to you?


That if you fuck with Dre, nigga you're fuckin' wit Death Row
It serves as a warning that if you provoke Dr. Dre, you are essentially challenging the entire Death Row Records collective


And I ain't even swangin' them thangs
Despite the circumstance, I am not currently displaying or utilizing firearms


I'm hollerin', "187" with my dick in yo' mouth, biatch (biatch)
I am aggressively proclaiming "murder" while simultaneously engaging in a vulgar act towards you, female dog


Yeah nigga, Compton and Long Beach together on this motherfucker
Yes, my fellow rapper, both Compton and Long Beach are united in this presentation


So you wanna pop that shit and get yo' motherfuckin' cranium cracked, nigga?
Are you attempting to provoke and engage in conflict, resulting in severe head injuries?


Step on up, now, we ain't no motherfuckin joke so remember the name
Approach us with bravado since we should not be underestimated, therefore, ingrain our names in your memory


Mighty, mighty D-R, yeah, motherfucker
The overpowering and renowned Death Row Records, indeed, motherfucker


(shit done hit the fan) (Dogg)
(the situation has escalated significantly) (Snoop Dogg)


Now understand this, my nigga Dre can't be touched
Comprehend this fact, my associate Dre is invulnerable and untouchable


Luke's bendin' over, so Luke's gettin' fucked, busta
Luke, who attempted to assert authority, is now being taken advantage of and dominated


Musta thought I was sleazy
You must have perceived me as morally dubious


Or though I was a mark 'cause I used to hang with Eazy
Or perhaps you assumed I was an easy target due to my past associations with Eazy-E


Animosity, made you speak what you spoke (yeah)
The animosity between us resulted in you expressing your true thoughts and feelings (yes)


Ayo Dre (what up?) Chip this nigga off loc
Hey Dre, designate someone to violently resolve this situation (what's happening?), eliminate this individual


If it ain't another ho that I gots to fuck with
If it isn't another individual I have to contend with and dominate


Gap teeth in ya mouth so my dick's gots to fit
Your noticeable dental gap implies that my penis is the only suitable option


With my nuts on ya tonsils
Subjecting you to perform oral sex, placing my testicles near your tonsils


While you're onstage rappin' at your wack-ass concert
Simultaneously, while you are performing during your subpar concert


And I'ma snatch yo' ass from the backside
I will abruptly seize and overpower you from behind


To show you how Death Row pull off that hoo-ride
To demonstrate Death Row's capability of executing forceful and dominating actions


Now you might not understand me
It is possible that you do not comprehend my intentions and motives


'Cause I'ma rob you in Compton and blast you in Miami
Due to my intention to steal from you in Compton and violently assault you in Miami


Then we gon' creep to South Central
Subsequently, we will proceed discreetly to South Central Los Angeles


On a Street Knowledge mission, as I steps in the temple
Engaging in a mission to educate and enlighten the streets, entering the neighborhood with reverence


Spot him, got him, as I pulls out my strap
Once I locate him, I apprehend him and retrieve my firearm


Got my chrome to the side of his White Sox hat
Positioning my shiny gun against the side of his White Sox baseball cap


You tryin' to check my homie, you best check yo' self
If you are attempting to challenge my friend, you should reconsider and examine your own actions


'Cause when you diss Dre you diss yourself, motherfucker
Because when you disrespect Dre, you are essentially disrespecting your own reputation and credibility, motherfucker


So I don't want no dilapidated, two-faced, pigeon-toed
Consequently, I have no interest in individuals who are rundown, deceitful, and physically misaligned


Bow-legged, cross-eyed son of a gun fuckin' with me (fuckin' with me)
Specifically, I do not want to engage with someone with bowed legs, crossed eyes, and questionable parentage who dares to provoke me (dares to provoke me)


(Oh-ooh)
(Expressing vocalization)


(Oh, yeah, yeah) Yeah, nine-deuce, Dr. Dre
(Exclamation) Yes, in 1992, Dr. Dre


(Oh) Droppin' chronic once again
(Exclamation) Releasing another album filled with chronic marijuana references


(Yeah-yeah, yeah) It don't stop
(Exclamation) The momentum and success continue


(Oh) punishing punk motherfuckers real quick like
(Exclamation) Swiftly and powerfully punishing disrespectful individuals


(Yeah, yeah) Compton style, nigga
(Exclamation) Representing the unique style and essence of Compton, my fellow African American


Long Beach is in the motherfuckin' house (Long Beach)
Acknowledging the presence of Long Beach, my hometown, in this environment (Long Beach)


Straight up, really doe
Speaking honestly and authentically


(Death Row is in the house, yeah)
(Asserting that Death Row Records is present and influential, indeed)


(Oh-Oh, yeah) Breakin' all them suckas off somethin' real proper-like
(Expressing vocalization) Delighting in dominating and defeating all the weak individuals in a respectable manner


You know what I'm sayin'? (Yeah)
Do you comprehend and understand my message? (Yes)


(Oh, whoa, whoa) All the sucka-ass niggas can eat a fat dick
(Expressing vocalization) Disparaging and dismissing all the weak and pathetic individuals


(Yeah, yeah) Yeah, Eazy-E, Eazy-E
(Exclamation) Yes, Eazy-E, Eazy-E


(Oh, yeah-yeah) Eazy-E can eat a big fat dick
(Exclamation) Eazy-E is deserving of disrespect and ridicule


Tim Dog can eat a big fat dick
Tim Dog is also deserving of disrespect and ridicule


(Oh-Oh) Luke, can eat a fat dick
(Expressing vocalization) Luke is also deserving of disrespect and ridicule


Yeah (yeah)
Affirmation (yes)


(Oh yeah)
(Expressing vocalization)


(Oh-oh, yeah, yeah) (Dogg)
(Expressing vocalization) (Snoop Dogg)


(Oh-oh, yeah, yeah-yeah)
(Expressing vocalization)


(Oh, yeah, yeah)
(Expressing vocalization)




Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Written by: Andre Romell Young, Cordazar Calvin Jr. Broadus, David Lee Spradley, Garry Marshall Shider, George Jr. Clinton

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