A Nigga Witta Gun

[Skit: Dr. Dre, Unnamed Man] ("Fuck wit Dre Day" Plays in Background) Yeah nigga, what's up with all that motherfucking shit you was talking nigga? Hey Dre, why you tripping, why you tripping? Fuck that, what was up with all that shit you was talking nigga? I ain't say nothing, why you trip me? That's a motherfucking lie nigga, that was you! Nah, that wasn't me! That was you, nigga! That wasn't me! Hey, check this out, motherfucker! What's wrong, nigga? 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, nigga! You know Lucifer? Nah! Well, you're about to meet him, motherfucker! [Hook: Snoop Dogg (Kay-Gees)] (Who's the man with the masterplan?) A nigga with a motherfucking gun [Verse 1] 44 reasons come to mind Why your motherfucking brother is hard to find He be walking on the streets and fucking with mine Stupid punk can't fuck with a mastermind See I never take a step on a Compton block Or LA without the AK ready to pop Cause them punk motherfuckers in black and white Ain't the only motherfuckers I gots to fight I think it's better to be telling the facts than cuffed up And jacked and fucked up What you niggas looking at? You going "Goddamn!" Cause it's the city And for you to survive a nigga gotta be a gangsta And I'm a nigga you can't remove Took out a lot of motherfuckers 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 Death Row Come let a motherfucker know [Hook] x2 (Who's the man with the masterplan?) A nigga with a motherfucking gun [Verse 2] D-R-E A motherfucker 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 motherfucker 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 Death Row Come let a motherfucker 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 cocking a gauge in between your eyes It'll make you drop to your knees cause you realize That a gat'll make any nigga civilized Old buster-ass nigga talking bullshit Don't know that I'm the wrong nigga to fuck with Get lit or hit up by the doctor A nigga that breaks em off properly Real G so don't doubt it I'm the one who's doing it while these other niggas talk about it And if motherfuckers come at me wrong I straight put my .44 Desert Eagle to his motherfucking 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 niggas don't die But some still don't hear me though You're too near me not to hear me, nigga yo So now you know [Hook] x2