I can't be faded
I heard you wanna fuck with Dre
(I can't be faded)
'Cause Dr. Drizze's about to rizzip shit up
(Chiggie check)
Microphone, check three
(I can't be faded)
Get at you yesterday? Who?
Microphone, check three
Startin' static with Dre, make way for the AK
With big money, big nuts and a big fat chronic sack
Now check me out, it's back to the old school
Just to floss it like a motherfuker, clownin' an' shit
So recognize game from the gangsta
Microphone, check two
On my chest, would those be chestnuts?"
Here we go, toe to toe, flow for flow
Nah, whatchu gon' do today?
Here I come, stompin' in my kahki suit
I said, "Darling, you'd have some walnuts"
I said, "Hell, yes"
I can't be faded
Let me know if you think you can fade Death Row
(Chiggie check)
So you can check sounds from Nate D-O-double-G
Microphone, check one
I wanna ask you one question
Back with some shit that gots to bump
Nuttin', just kickin it
Throw off, go off, show off, I take that hoe
Not from Kris Kross but they call me Mac Daddy
Peep out my manuscript
(Chiggie check)
On top of things as they swing towards my ding-a-ling
Where the niggaz get they strap on, don't nobody cap on
B.G. from the hood, kinfolk Eastwood
You're tuned to the sounds of the D-R-E
Nothin', whatchu doin?
It's real easy to see
Would those be chin-nuts?"
I'm a nigga from the motherfuckin' street
As you pull up in the park, you pops the trunk
Goddamn, I ripped up, flipped up and skipped up
I'm a nigga from the motherfuckin' street
Got the Dana's on your hooptie and your fly-ass bitch
Deeez nuuuts
Are y'all done?
So Daz, step up on they ass
I'm a nigga from the motherfuckin' street
Umm, pick up my stuff from the cleaners
Thangs will remain the same until I change 'em
Raggedy-ass, shit man
If she proper, I'ma pop her, the hole hopper
Or some funky ass shit by the D-O-double-G-Y D-O-double-G
But uh, rat-tat-tat-tat that ass
Diggidy Daz out of the cut with some shit that I wrote
Microphone, check one
It's back on the track
Real G's who drop ki's
Hello? Whassup?
That I bring as I slang like cavi
If I had some nuts, hangin' on the walls
I'm a nigga from the motherfuckin' street
Let me know if you think you can fade Death Row
She said, "Well, daddy, if I had some nuts
Protect these, N-U-T's, so nigga please
Call this bitch
Might go get my nails done, seriously
You picked the wrong motherfuckin' day
And give these motherfuckers a blast from the past
Tic tac, grab your gat, watch your back
Why whassup?
With my nigga D-R-E, so you know I must be dope
Ay did, did, did whats-a-name done
I heard you wanna fuck with Dre
Had he, not known about the city I'm from Long Beach
Check game from the notorious Compton G
But could you raise up off his nuts?
(I can't be faded)
Chiggie check
Aw, shut up nigga
What did I have honey?
Here we go, toe to toe, flow for flow
Microphone, check two
I said, "Hell no, bitch, you'd have a dick in your mouth”
You'll see that it's a must I drop gangsta shit, beotch
I'm a nigga from the motherfuckin' street
(I can't be faded)
You picked the wrong, motherfuckin' day
Chiggie check
Slap on some D-R-E
She said, "Well, daddy, if I had nuts under my chin
(Chiggie check)
