Deez Nuuuts
Dr. Dre Lyrics


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Let me call this old bitch
See what this bitch doin'
Call this bitch
Raggedy-ass, shit man

Hello? Whassup?
Nothin', whatchu doin?
Nuttin', just kickin it
Are y'all done?

Nah, whatchu gon' do today?
Umm, pick up my stuff from the cleaners
Might go get my nails done, seriously
Why whassup?

Ay did, did, did whats-a-name done
Get at you yesterday? Who?
Deeez nuuuts
Aw, shut up nigga

I wanna ask you one question
If I had some nuts, hangin' on the walls
What did I have honey?
I said, "Darling, you'd have some walnuts"

She said, "Well, daddy, if I had some nuts
On my chest, would those be chestnuts?"
I said, "Hell, yes"
She said, "Well, daddy, if I had nuts under my chin
Would those be chin-nuts?"
I said, "Hell no, bitch, you'd have a dick in your mouth"

Chiggie check
Microphone, check one
(Chiggie check)
Microphone, check two
(Chiggie check)
Microphone, check three
Check game from the notorious Compton G

Back with some shit that gots to bump
As you pull up in the park, you pops the trunk
Just to floss it like a motherfuker, clownin' an' shit
Got the Dana's on your hooptie and your fly-ass bitch

Throw off, go off, show off, I take that hoe
If she proper, I'ma pop her, the hole hopper
It's back on the track
With big money, big nuts and a big fat chronic sack

So Daz, step up on they ass
And give these motherfuckers a blast from the past
Diggidy Daz out of the cut with some shit that I wrote
With my nigga D-R-E, so you know I must be dope

But uh, rat-tat-tat-tat that ass
Startin' static with Dre, make way for the AK
That I bring as I slang like cavi
Not from Kris Kross but they call me Mac Daddy

Had he, not known about the city I'm from Long Beach
Tic tac, grab your gat, watch your back
Here I come, stompin' in my kahki suit
B.G. from the hood, kinfolk Eastwood

Goddamn, I ripped up, flipped up and skipped up
On top of things as they swing towards my ding-a-ling
But could you raise up off his nuts?
'Cause Dr. Drizze's about to rizzip shit up

Chiggie check
Microphone, check one
(Chiggie check)
Microphone, check two
(Chiggie check)
Microphone, check three
You're tuned to the sounds of the D-R-E

Now check me out, it's back to the old school
Where the niggaz get they strap on, don't nobody cap on
Slap on some D-R-E
Or some funky ass shit by the D-O-double-G-Y D-O-double-G

Real G's who drop ki's
Protect these, N-U-T's, so nigga please
Peep out my manuscript
You'll see that it's a must I drop gangsta shit, beotch

So recognize game from the gangsta
Thangs will remain the same until I change 'em
It's real easy to see
So you can check sounds from Nate D-O-double-G

I can't be faded
I'm a nigga from the motherfuckin' street
(I can't be faded)
I'm a nigga from the motherfuckin' street
(I can't be faded)
I'm a nigga from the motherfuckin' street
(I can't be faded)
I'm a nigga from the motherfuckin' street

I heard you wanna fuck with Dre
You picked the wrong motherfuckin' day
Here we go, toe to toe, flow for flow
Let me know if you think you can fade Death Row

I heard you wanna fuck with Dre
You picked the wrong, motherfuckin' day
Here we go, toe to toe, flow for flow
Let me know if you think you can fade Death Row

I can't be faded
I'm a nigga from the motherfuckin' street




(I can't be faded)
I'm a nigga from the motherfuckin' street

Overall Meaning

The lyrics to Dr. Dre's song "Deez Nuuuts" are rife with references to street culture and slang, to the point that the lyrics almost require a translator. The song opens with Dre calling an unnamed woman and engaging in some casual conversation. The topic eventually turns to juvenile humor as Dre asks the woman a series of ridiculous questions, culminating in the vulgar punchline of "you'd have a dick in your mouth." The second and third verses are more traditional rapping, with mentions of various gangster activities and boasts of lyrical prowess. The song ends with a repeated chorus of "I can't be faded, I'm a nigga from the motherfuckin' street."


The song's opening conversation with the woman is a reference to an old prank call that was popularized in the 90s. The phrase "deez nuuuts" became a popular meme in the hip-hop community and spawned numerous imitations and parodies. The song features a number of references to the Crips gang, which Dre was associated with prior to his music career. The song's lyrics contain a number of curse words and offensive language that may be off-putting to some listeners. Overall, the song is a good example of the aggressive and macho posturing that characterized much of 90s gangsta rap.


Line by Line Meaning

Let me call this old bitch
I'm going to call this woman


See what this bitch doin'
And see what she's doing.


Call this bitch
On the phone.


Raggedy-ass, shit man
She's not worth much.


Hello? Whassup?
Hello? What's up?


Nothin', whatchu doin'?
Nothing, what are you doing?


Nuttin', just kickin' it
Nothing, just hanging out.


Are y'all done?
Is it over?


Nah, whatchu gon' do today?
No, what are you going to do today?


Umm, pick up my stuff from the cleaners
Um, I'm going to pick up my stuff from the cleaners.


Might go get my nails done, seriously
Maybe get my nails done, seriously.


Why whassup?
Why, what's up?


Ay did, did, did whats-a-name done
Hey, did what's-his-name talk to you


Get at you yesterday?
Did he try to contact you yesterday?


Who?
Who are you talking about?


Deeez nuuuts
These nuts.


Aw, shut up nigga
Oh, shut up.


I wanna ask you one question
I have a question for you.


If I had some nuts, hangin' on the walls
If I had some testicles hanging from a wall,


What did I have honey?
What would I have, honey?


I said, 'Darling, you'd have some walnuts'
I said, 'Dear, you would have walnuts.'


She said, 'Well, daddy, if I had some nuts
She said, 'Well, dad, if I had testicles


On my chest, would those be chestnuts?'
On my chest, would those be chestnuts?'


I said, 'Hell, yes'
I said, 'Of course.'


She said, 'Well, daddy, if I had nuts under my chin
She said, 'Well, dad, if I had testicles under my chin


Would those be chin-nuts?'
Would those be called chin-nuts?'


I said, 'Hell no, bitch, you'd have a dick in your mouth'
I said, 'No way, bitch, you would have a penis in your mouth.'


Chiggie check
(sound check)


Microphone, check one
(microphone test)


(Chiggie check)
(sound check)


Microphone, check two
(microphone test)


(Chiggie check)
(sound check)


Microphone, check three
(microphone test)


Check game from the notorious Compton G
Listen to the style of the Compton gangster


Back with some shit that gots to bump
I'm back with some music that needs to be played loudly.


As you pull up in the park, you pops the trunk
As you pull up to the park, you open the trunk.


Just to floss it like a motherfuker, clownin' an' shit
Just to show off and act foolish.


Got the Dana's on your hooptie and your fly-ass bitch
You have designer wheels and a good-looking female companion.


Throw off, go off, show off, I take that hoe
Put aside that woman, go wild, show off - I'll take her.


If she proper, I'ma pop her, the hole hopper
If she's worth it, I'll try to sleep her, and move on to the next one.


It's back on the track
Let's get back to the music.


With big money, big nuts and a big fat chronic sack
With a lot of money, testicles, and marijuana.


So Daz, step up on they ass
Daz, go after them fiercely.


And give these motherfuckers a blast from the past
And surprise them with some old-school material.


Diggidy Daz out of the cut with some shit that I wrote
Diggidy Daz comes out of nowhere with lyrics that I wrote.


With my nigga D-R-E, so you know I must be dope
With my friend D-R-E, you know it's going to be great.


But uh, rat-tat-tat-tat that ass
But rat-tat-tat-tat attack them


Startin' static with Dre, make way for the AK
Creating problems with Dre, get the AK (gun).


That I bring as I slang like cavi
That I bring as I rap like a successful drug dealer.


Not from Kris Kross but they call me Mac Daddy
I'm not from Kris Kross, but they call me Mac Daddy.


Had he, not known about the city I'm from Long Beach
If he wasn't aware, I'm from Long Beach.


Tic tac, grab your gat, watch your back
Be prepared, grab your gun, and watch your back.


Here I come, stompin' in my kahki suit
I'm here in my beige suit, making an entrance.


B.G. from the hood, kinfolk Eastwood
I'm B.G. from the neighborhood, a relative of Eastwood.


Goddamn, I ripped up, flipped up and skipped up
I'm so cool, suave and smooth.


On top of things as they swing towards my ding-a-ling
Being king of my domain, things going my way.


But could you raise up off his nuts?
Stop admiring him so much.


'Cause Dr. Drizze's about to rizzip shit up
Because Dr. Dre is about to ruin everything.


Now check me out, it's back to the old school
Now listen to me, and let's get back to the old days.


Where the niggaz get they strap on, don't nobody cap on
Where men get their guns and don't joke around.


Slap on some D-R-E
Put on some Dr. Dre music.


Or some funky ass shit by the D-O-double-G-Y D-O-double-G
Or some funky music by Snoop Doggy Dogg.


Real G's who drop ki's
Real gangsters who sell kilos of drugs.


Protect these, N-U-T's, so nigga please
Protect these testicles, so stop talking nonsense.


Peep out my manuscript
Look at my notes and lyrics.


You'll see that it's a must I drop gangsta shit, beotch
You'll see that it's necessary for me to release gangster music.


So recognize game from the gangsta
So understand the tactics of the gangster.


Thangs will remain the same until I change 'em
Things will stay the same until I change them.


It's real easy to see
It's easy to understand.


So you can check sounds from Nate D-O-double-G
You can listen to sounds from Nate Dogg.


I can't be faded
I can't be stopped.


I'm a nigga from the motherfuckin' street
I'm a man from the dangerous streets.


(I can't be faded)
(I can't be stopped.)


I heard you wanna fuck with Dre
I heard you want to mess with Dre.


You picked the wrong motherfuckin' day
You chose the wrong day to mess with him.


Here we go, toe to toe, flow for flow
We'll fight it out, rap against rap.


Let me know if you think you can fade Death Row
If you think you can defeat us, let me know.




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