[Skit: Dr. Dre + Unnamed Man]
("f** wit Dre Day" Plays in Background)
Yeah n***a, what's up with all that motherf**ing sh** you was talking n***a?
Hey Dre, why you tripping, why you tripping?
f** that, what was up with all that sh** you was talking n***a?
I ain't say nothing, why you trip me?
That's a motherf**ing lie n***a, that was you!
Nah, that wasn't me!
That was you, n***a!
That wasn't me!
Hey, check this out, motherf**er!
What's wrong, n***a?
That wasn't me!
You can't talk with a gun in your mouth?
Nah, man, that wasn't me, dog!
You can't talk with a gun in your mouth?
That wasn't me!
Listen up, n***a! You know Lucifer?
Nah!
Well, you're about to meet him, motherf**er!
[Hook: Snoop Dogg (Kay-Gees)]
(Who's the man with the masterplan?)
A n***a with a motherf**ing gun
[Verse 1: Dr. Dre]
44 reasons come to mind
Why your motherf**ing brother is hard to find
He be walking on the streets and f**ing with mine
Stupid punk can't f** with a mastermind
See I never take a step on a Compton block
Or LA without the AK ready to pop
Cause them punk motherf**ers in black and white
Ain't the only motherf**ers I gots to fight
I think it's better to be telling the facts than cuffed up
And jacked and f**ed up
What you n***as looking at? You going
"Goddamn!" Cause it's the city
And for you to survive a n***a gotta be a gangsta
And I'm a n***a you can't remove
Took out a lot of motherf**ers for tryin to prove
To their homies that they can hang by dealing with me
But once again in the end they D-E-A-D
I never did time on a murder yet
Cause I relax, sit back, do a job and jet
Yo, I know you understand my flow
So here we go with d**h Row
Come let a motherf**er know
[Hook] x2
(Who's the man with the masterplan?)
A n***a with a motherf**ing gun
[Verse 2]
D-R-E
A motherf**er who's known for carrying gats
And kick raps that make snaps
Adapts to any environment that I'm located at
If you see me on the solo move believe that I'm strapped
4-4, .tre-8 or AK-47
Cause slowly but surely send you on a stairway to heaven
Just put my finger on the trigger and pull back
And lay a punk motherf**er flat
As he wonder what popped before he got popped
I told you I was Dre and you know it don't stop
Now I know you understand my flow
So here we go with d**h Row
Come let a motherf**er know
[Hook] x4
[Bridge]
I breaks 'em off, I breaks 'em off yeah
I breaks 'em off, I breaks 'em off yeah
[Verse 3]
I breaks 'em off, but I ain't speaking about between the thighs
I'm talking about co*king a gauge in between your eyes
It'll make you drop to your knees cause you realize
That a gat'll make any n***a civilized
Old buster-a** n***a talking bullsh**
Don't know that I'm the wrong n***a to f** with
Get lit or hit up by the doctor:
A n***a that breaks em off properly!
Real G so don't doubt it
I'm the one who's doing it while these other n***as talk about it
And if motherf**ers come at me wrong
I straight put my .44 Desert Eagle to his motherf**ing dome
And show him why they call me the notorious one
The name's Dre Eastwood when I'm packing a gun
You don't believe me, well step up and give it a try
And if you die, you's a buster cause real n***as don't die
But some still don't hear me though
You're too near me not to hear me, n***a yo
So now you know
[Hook] x2