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dr dre - puffin on blunts and drankin tanqueray lyrics

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yeah, yeah, yeah, yo, yo, let’s do this sh-t
ha, ha, i thought i thaw a puddy tat
youse a punk–ss n-gg-
yo, yea, yo, death row’s in the motherf-ckin’ house

wreckin’ sh-t you know what i’m sayin’?
this is dr. dre in the motherf-ckin’ house
yo, i got my homeboys in the house
the dogg pound’s definitely in here, yeah

i got my n-gg- kurupt ready to wreck some sh-t, yo
you know what else i got in the house?
yo, so diggi-daz step up on that -ss
yeah, guess what’s in here?

my home girl rage, i said my home girl rage
yeah, the lyrical motherf-ckin’ murderer’s in here
yo, my n-gg- glove behind the boards
yo, dropping that funky–ss b-ss line, yeah

you know, you know there’s a lot of punk–ss n-gg-z out there
a lot of punk–ss b-tches out there
yo, you wanna write names?
yo, that n-gg- eazy-e, he’s a punk–ss b-tch, really though

yo, that n-gg- tim m-u-t, he’s a punk–ss beatch, beeatch!
ha ha, you know what i’m sayin’?
oh, oh, oh luke, i didn’t forget about you, beatch!
really though, yo, death row’s in the motherf-ckin’ house

running the 9-3, you know, yeah
but right about now
there’s a little freestyle session going on, in the studio
we just kickin’ back gettin’ f-cked up and all

you know, puffin on a few blunts
drinkin’ a little bit of that tanqueray, tanqueray
yeah, tanqueray’s definitely in the house
you know what i’m sayin’? ha, ha, ha

’cause i’m feelin’ it, baby, i’m feelin’ it, really though
so a, right about now, aiyyo rage
yo rage, yo run that sh-t g

all ways and forever, forever and all ways
the rhythm will flow from now and through all days
as long as the sun shines
as long as eisenours on the dime

yo, i’ll be kickin’ the rhyme
one time for ya mind, your soul, your body
d o g’s on the side of me, smooth as e & j, hard as bacardi
smackin’ those yaddy-yacks and ducks keep quackin’

hands that are clappin’, end up cracklin’
under the heat, the pressure from the one that’s deffer
egyptian ruler will call me cleo or nefert-ti, yes indeed
got the eyes of the beedie, body from tahiti

voice of the will lyrics blow, chills up ya spine that’s ill slow
all thoughts in ya mind drop a yo
came in the front but you be kicked through the back door
for tryin’ to step, tryin’ to come incorrect

tryin’ to play the left, tryin’ to start a mess
tryin’ to cause fuss, tryin’ to raise a ruckus, huh
you’ll end up ashes to ashes, dusk to dusk
a busta you musta been f-ckin’ on drugs
and alcohol back off, all a y’all up against the wall

spread ’em, dogs go get ’em and
cuff ’em and stuff ’em, cold shed ’em don’t let ’em
not a word, not another one heard
if you try you die, visions blurred, speech slurred
served with a cherry on top

rage in effect, i just begun to rock
yeah, rock on witcha bad self
(rage)
rock on witcha bad self
(rage)
rock on witcha bad self
(rage)
rock on witcha bad self

yo, i’m dat n-gg- daz who packs a tre-8 slug
a true n-gg- from the hood and the pound gives love
yo, see n-gg-s wanna be down but never came around
so back up off my nuts and stop sweatin’ the pound

you see n-gg-s get broke off like 1, 2, 3
’cause i’m the d-a to the
(d-a-to the)
d-a- to the z

now g’z pay attention to this young -ss mack daddy
in a caddy-haddy, not known about the city
where the n-gg-s hang around
so i roll ’em up and hit ’em up
with the motherf-ckin’ dogg pound

i’m rough and rugged and up till to the dirt
i’m from the dogg pound n-gg- so i’m puttin’ in work
i’m no joke, who the f-ck you tryin’ to provoke
(1-8-7)

it’s cool, how his -ss got smoked?
i don’t drink no f-ckin’ v-s-o-p
i drink the motherf-ckin’ o.g., olde e
i’m from the click that be kickin’ the gangsta sh-t b-tch

real n-gg-s, real g’z with real big d-cks
i hit ’em up with the pound
so what you wanna throw up
claimin’ your cocaine or cavi when you blow up

know what? the pounds in the motherf-ckin’ house
back again we try to get high as we kin
dr. dre be kickin’ phat rhymes and produce and kick sh-t
i gets more wicked than beetlejuice

motherf-ckers get battered, so scatter
before i keep ya hostage a n-gg- hostage like the grim reaper
so i’m comin’ from my hood, what hood
you really like to know motherf-cker i thought you knew

motherf-cker, don’t you know i’m stranded on the row?
i take a look into the crowd, kick a style a flow
i’m mashin’, motherf-ckers get murdered for action
relax kid, you’re rollin’ with a f-ckin’ -ssasin’

outlasted did dirt the other day
betray, the roll of a g, from the d-o double g
p-o-u-n-d, pound so bow-bow motherf-ckin’ marks
the execute the start, when the chronic gets sparked
i’m like [unverified], rough and rugged
’cause i’m like baldhead [unverified]

wrecks, i flex murderous rhymes to leave you all dead
what said is all said it’s already spoke
the dead is the dead, i ain’t no f-ckin’ joke
i murder motherf-ckers as a hobby

one of my idols ain’t no joke so why in the f-ck should i be
fly me to the bahamas, ruff rhymer
dramas what your kickin’, wicked is how i’m a
approach ya, the locster, who’s quick to up and smoke ya

you’re lookin’ like a smoka, grinnin’ like the joker
i yolk ya from da back like a b-tch talkin’ sh-t
but a b-tch ain’t sh-t, ’cause a b-tch ain’t sh-t
but a ho and trick on my d-ck

flip, let’s take a trip to the dogg pound
fools tried to punk me when i was young but i’m a hog now
and i gets respect and i step with a tec 9
ready to put somethin’ up in that -ss to give respect mine

fool, deatrow ain’t lynchin’ and the pound ain’t mobbin’
we all don’t give a f-ck run in your crib and start robbin’
throbbin’, i’ll break a n-gg- down in the 90’s
maxin’ at the pound with my doggs is where you’ll find me
beatch

h-ll, yeah
you n-gg-z can’t fade this sh-t, you know what i’m sayin’?
death row’s in the motherf-ckin’ house
the dogg pound’s definetly in here, you know what i’m sayin’?
and, ay, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, you n-gg-z can’t f-ck with this
so don’t even try it

stay in the studio all you want, stay in the studio all you want
’cause you can’t f-ck with this
see ya

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