Nuttin' But A Bitch Thang

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Album Title: Forgotten Freshness Vol. 3(2001)


Now a days everybody wanna talk

But nothin' comes out when they movin' they lips

Just a bunch of gibberish

An' muthafuckers act like Eminem ain't gay

Everybody forgot, what happened? What up, Dre?

Yeah, it's all about Dre, it's all about Dre

Compton's in the house, yeah, that's right

Compton is in the house

Come here, pull down your panties, you little bitch

Alright, hold up, dawg, go easy on me an' shit

You about ripped my asshole last time

Take some of this Compton dick

Let me take off this white shirt so you can see my bird chest

You wanna be famous? Uh huh, then spread that bitch ass

It's all about Dre, yeah, Compton

Ahh, dawg, you hurtin' me, dawg

You the tightest Detroit rapper, you little bitch

You rippin' my asshole, dawg

Hold on a second, wait, don't bust, wait, oh, ahh, dawg

Take allof this Compton dick, hold on, don't bust

Do it on my lip like a milk ad, Compton's in that ass

It's all about Dre, it's all about Dre, ahh, shit

You wanna be famous, you little bitch?

Don't tell Kim, dawg, please, it's all about Dre

Now get the fuck out of here, ahh, shit

Bitch boy, muthafucka

You might have them 11 year old groupies believin' your shit

But you ain't foolin' nobody, bitch

You a motherfuckin' bitch, yeah, suck my dick

You ain't never shot at us with no paint balls

Matter of fact, you can come get these painted balls, muthafucka

Come get these Juggalo painted balls, bitch

You ain't never chased us out of no club, bitch

The only club you ever chased anybody out of was a gay bar, bitch

Straight outta Warren, bitch, you a joke

Suckin' so much dick, your fuckin' lips smoke

With your silly ass pretty boy rap

Mean muggin' an' thuggin', sittin' on Dre's lap

You pull a gat on my dawg, no bullets or nuthin'

You shakin', stumblin', nervous fumblin'

Scared to death, screamin' for help

So damn shook, you almost shot yourself

Little radio thug with your preppy smile

Got everybody hoppin' out at 35 mile

Tellin' us we fake little faggot

Bet I'ma gonna knock your teeth out the back of your neck

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