Deeez Nuuuts

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?

Uhm, 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!"

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Microphone check three

Check game from the notorious Compton G

Back with some shit that gots to bump

As a pull up in the park you pops the trunk

Just to floss you like a motherfuker, clownin' their shit

Gots the Dana's on your hootie 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 the 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 cavy

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 kakhi suit

BG from the hood can fuck Eastwood

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

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

But did you raise up all this nuts?

'Cause Dr Drizzay's about to rizzip shit up

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

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

Where the niggaz get their 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'z who drop K's, protect these N-U-T, so nigga please

Peep out my manuscript

You'll see that it's a must I drop gangsta shit

(Beeyatch!) 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