The Chronic [Intro]

[Intro: Dr. Dre & Gylan Kain] This is dedicated to the niggas that was down from day one Welcome to Death Row Like we always do about this time [Interlude: Snoop Dogg] Hahaha, yeah, nine-deuce Death Row Records, creepin' while you're sleepin' Niggas with attitudes? Nah, loc, niggas on a motherfuckin' mission What up niggas and niggettes? That crazy-ass nigga's back in the motherfuckin' hizzouse The notorious Compton G D-R-E on the solo tip, fuck them other fools What up, Ren? Yeah, droppin' Chronic flakes on your ass, biatch West Coast flavor Niggas who talk shit get dealt with real quick So if you wanna take a trip to the Row Let a nigga like Snoop Doggy Dogg know Protected by niggas with big dicks, AK's, and one-eight-seven skills So if it's must you test us, we can handle it the streets, nigga, fuck makin' records Yeah, G's up, hoes down If that bitch can't swim, then she bound to drizzown Peace to my nigga Drizzae, another Platinum hit, nigga Peace to The D.O.C., still makin' it funky enough And Death Row Records is in full motherfuckin' effizzect Oh, yeah, PS, fuck Mr. Roarke and Tattoo, AKA Jerry and Eazy Sincerely yours, these motherfuckin' nuts I don't love Eazy, I don't love Jerry I don't love Ruthless Records Frankly, I don't love nothin' they got to do with But, but, but you know what I want them to do for me? Jerry, Eazy, check this shit right here I want y'all to put these bizzalls in your jizzaws And work them like a strizzaw and tell me what you sizzaw Yeah, you know what? You know what? Fuck all y'all! Fuck y'all! Really though, it's Death Row, nigga! You better ask somebody, you really better ask somebody! [Outro: Dr. Dre] Get out, get out, I don't love you no more Yeah, nigga, you's a penguin-lookin' motherfucker