Deeez Nuuuts

[Skit: Warren G + Woman]

Let me call this old bitch, see what this bitch doin'

There we go

Call this bitch, raggedy-ass, shit, man

Hello?

What's up?

Nothin', what you doin'?

Nothin', just kickin' it

Are y'all done?

Nah, what you gon' do today?

Um, pick up my clothes from the cleaners, I think I'll go get my nails done

Serious?

Why? What's up?

Ayy, did, did, did what's-your-name done get at you yesterday?

Who?

Deez nuts

Aw, shut up, nigga

[Intro: Rudy Ray Moore]

"I wanna ask you one question

If I had some nuts, hanging on the wall, what would I have honey?"

I said, "Darlin', you'd have some walnuts"

She said, "Well, daddy, if I had some nuts on my chest, would those be chestnuts?" I said, "Hell yeah"

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!"

[Chorus: Dr. Dre + Snoop Dogg]

Chicky-check, microphone check one

Chicky-check, microphone check two

Chicky-check, microphone check three

Check game from the notorious Compton G

[Verse 1: Dr. Dre]

Back with some shit that gots to bump

As you pull up in the park, you pops your trunk

Just to floss it like a motherfucker, clownin' and shit

Got your Dana's on your hooptie and your fly-ass bitch

Throw off, go off, show off, I take that ho

If she proper, I'ma pop her, the ho hopper

Is back on track

With big money, big nuts and a big fat chronic sack

[Interlude: Snoop Dogg]

So Daz, step up on they ass

And give these motherfuckers a blast from the past

[Verse 2: Daz Dillinger]

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

Starting 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 khaki suit

B.G. from the hood, kinfolk Eastwood

God damn, I ripped up, flipped up, and skipped up

On top of things as they swing towards my ding-a-ling

[Interlude: Snoop Dogg]

But could you raise up off his nuts?

'Cause Dr. Drizzae's about to rizzip shit up

[Chorus: Dr. Dre & Snoop Dogg]

Chicky-check, microphone check one

Chicky-check, microphone check two

Chicky-check, microphone check three

You're tuned to the sounds of the D-R-E

[Verse 3: Dr. Dre]

Now check me out, it's back to the old school

Where the niggas get they scrap 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 gangster shit (Biatch)

So recognize game from the gangster

Things will remain the same until I change 'em

[Interlude: Snoop Dogg]

It's real easy to see

So you can check sounds from Nate D-O-double-G

[Outro: Nate Dogg]

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, blow-for-blow

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, blow-for-blow

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