A Nigga Witta Gun
Snoop Dogg & Dr. Dre Lyrics

Yeah, nigga what's up with all that motherfuckin' shit you was talkin', nigga?
Hey, why are you starting things? What's the problem?

Huh? Fuck that, nigga, what's up with all that shit you was talkin', nigga?
Why are you causing trouble? What's your issue?

You're a motherfuckin' liar, nigga, that was you
You're not telling the truth, that was definitely you.

That was you, nigga (that wasn't me)
Don't lie, it was you.

Ayy, ayy, check this out, motherfucker
Listen to what I have to say.

What's wrong, nigga? You can't talk with a gun in your mouth?
Why are you silent? Is it because I have my gun pointed at you?

Listen up, nigga, you know Lucifer? (Nah) Well, you're about to meet him, motherfucker
Pay attention, you don't know who Lucifer is? Well, you're going to meet him soon.

Who's the man with the master plan? A nigga wit' a motherfuckin' gun
The person with the power is the one with the weapon.

Forty-four reasons come to mind, Why a motherfuckin' brother is hard to find
There are many reasons why it's difficult to find someone who is powerful and dangerous.

He been walkin' on the streets and fuckin' with mine, Stupid punk can't fuck with a mastermind
He's been causing problems for us, but he's not smart enough to take us on.

See, I never take a step on a Compton block, Or L.A. without the AK ready to pop
I'm always carrying my weapon when I'm in dangerous areas.

'Cause them punk motherfuckers in black and white, Ain't the only motherfuckers I gots to fight
The police aren't the only ones I need to be prepared to fight against.

I think it's better to be tellin' the facts than cuffed up, And jacked and fucked up What you niggas lookin' at?
I'd rather tell the truth than be arrested and beaten up. Why are you all staring at me?

You goin', "Goddamn," 'cause it's the city
You're surprised because of the way things are in the city.

And for you to survive, a nigga gotta be a gangsta
To survive in this environment, you need to be powerful and dangerous.

And I'm a nigga you can't remove, Took out a lot of motherfuckers for tryin' to prove
I'm not someone you can easily get rid of. I've killed a lot of people who have tried to challenge me.

To they homies that they can hang by dealin' with me
They try to prove to their friends that they are able to challenge me.

But once again in the end they D-E-A-D
But in the end, they end up dead.

I never did time on a murder yet, 'Cause I relax, sit back, do a job and jet
I haven't been caught for murder yet, because I remain calm, get the job done, and leave quickly.

Yo, I know you understand my flow, So here we go, and Death Row
I know you understand my style, so let's continue on with Death Row.

Come let a motherfucker know
Let me show you what I can do.

D-R-E, a motherfucker who's known for carryin' gats, And kick raps that make snaps, adapts to
I'm Dr. Dre, known for carrying guns and making music that snaps, adapts to different environments.

Any environment that I'm located at, If you see me on the solo move, believe that I'm strapped
I'm prepared for any situation, and if you see me alone, know that I have a weapon.

Four-four, tray-eight or AK-47, 'Cause slowly but surely send you on a stairway to heaven
I have different weapons to use, which will ultimately lead to your death.

Just put my finger on the trigger and pull back, And lay a punk motherfucker flat
I'll easily take down anyone who dares to challenge me.

As he wonder what popped before he got popped, I told you I was Dre and you know it don't stop
As he tries to understand what happened to him, I'll remind him who I am and that my power does not stop.

I breaks 'em off, I breaks 'em off, yeah
I show them what I've got, I prove myself.

I breaks 'em off, but I ain't speakin' about between the thighs
I prove myself, but I'm not talking about anything sexual.

I'm talkin' about cockin' a gauge in between your eyes
I'm talking about pointing a gun at your face.

It'll make you drop to your knees 'cause you realize, That a gat'll make any nigga civilized
I'll make you realize my power, and understand that a gun will make anyone behave.

Old busta-ass nigga talkin' bullshit, Don't know that I'm the wrong nigga to fuck with
You're a coward speaking nonsense. You don't know that I'm not someone to mess with.

Get lit or hit up by the Dr., A nigga that breaks 'em off properly
Either you'll get high and enjoy my music, or you'll be taken down by me, someone who knows how to handle things.

Real G, so don't doubt it, I'm the one who's doin' it while these other niggas talk about it
I'm a real gangsta, don't question it. I'm actually doing things, while others just talk about it.

And if motherfuckers come at me wrong, I straight put my forty-four Desert Eagle to his motherfuckin' dome
If anyone tries to challenge me, I'll immediately use my gun to take them down.

And show him why they call me the notorious one, The name is Dre Eastwood when I'm packin' a gun
I'll make them understand why I'm known for being dangerous, and call myself Dre Eastwood when I have my gun.

You don't believe me, well step up and give it a try, And if you die, you's a busta, 'cause real niggas don't die
If you don't believe me, try to challenge me. If you die, you're weak, because true gangstas don't die.

But some still don't hear me, though, You're too near me not to hear me, nigga, yo
Some people still don't understand my message, even though they're close enough to hear it clearly.

So now you know
You understand my power and message now.