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      The Day The Niggaz Took Over

      The Day The Niggaz Took Over

      Dr. Dre

      Album: The Chronic

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      Dr. Dre - The Day The Niggaz Took Over Música y Letra

      [featuring rbx snoop doggy dogg dat nigga daz]
      Intro: (*guy talking*)
      (i'ma say this and i'ma gettin mine. if you ain't down for the
      Here in the united states period point blank. if you ain't down for
      Ones that suffer in south africa from apartheid and shit. devil you
      Need to
      Step your punk ass to the side and let us brothers and us africans
      Step in
      And start puttin some funk in that ass)
      Break em off sometin (x8)
      I got my finger on the trigger so niggaz wonder why
      But livin in the city it's do-or-die
      Verse 1: dat nigga daz
      They wonder where me bailin and don't really understand
      The reason why they take me life and me ???? hand
      Me not out for peace and me not rodney king
      Me gun goes click, me gun goes bang
      Them riot in compton and them riot in long beach
      Them rion in they lakers and don't really wanna see
      Niggaz start to loot and police start to shoot
      Lock it down at seven o'clock, then again it's like beirut
      Me don't show no love cos it's us against them
      Them never ever love me cos it's sport to break de,
      And kill at my own risk if i may
      Delay to spray with my ak and put it to rest
      Interlude: (*news report*)
      (yes we have. there have been riots, ahh, rioting, well i don't wanna
      Rioting but there's been looting downtown, but right now bree, what i
      To show you is, they have started fires down at the end of the street)
      [all] how many niggaz are ready to lose?
      [snoop] yeah, so what you wanna do?
      [dre] what you wanna do?
      [all] i said how many niggas are ready to lose
      [rbx] got myself an uzi and my brother a 9
      Interlude: (*guy talking*)
      (nobody told us today, in otherwords, you're still a slave. no matter
      Much money you got, you still ain't shit)
      Verse 2: dr. dre
      Sittin in my livin room calm and collected
      Feelin mad, gotta get mine respected
      Cos what i just heard broke me in half
      And half the niggaz i know, plus the niggaz on the row, is bailin
      Laugh now but cry much later
      Ya see when niggas get together they get mad cos they can't fade us
      Like my niggas from south central, los angeles
      They find that they couldn't handle us
      Bloods, crips on the same squad
      With the ese's thumpin, nigga it's time ta rob and mob
      (and break the white man off somthin lovely, biddy-bye-bye
      I don't love dem so they can't love me)
      Yo straight puttin down gettin my scoot on
      Let's jump in off in compton so i gots ta get my loot on
      And come up on me some furniture or sometin
      Got a vcr
      In the back of my car
      That i ganked from the slauson swap meet
      And motherfuckers better not try to stop me
      Cos they will see that i can't be stopped
      Cos i'ma cock my glock and pop til they all drop
      Interlude: (*news report*)
      (there has been videotape and you can see of the, aah, some of the
      Throwin things at the officers)
      (and swingin at them as well. like there was a young woman there. you
      She took a swing at an officer with some object in her hand)
      Verse 3: rbx
      One-time trigger happy, no nigga love
      187 time, time to grab the glove
      Can't get prints so a 9 i throw away
      Or get prints so my uzi witta spray
      Pop pop pop another motherfucker drop
      And i get relived like *?bop bop says?*
      Smash, i crashed his head like a window
      I ain't no dead do', i'm high off the indo
      Creepin with the quickness to the cut
      Bust one to his head while he munches on that donut
      And cracker so now he best to back up
      I guess i gots ta pack up, fillin the clip up, i zip up-
      Town, the motherfuckin cops are all around
      Helicopters flyin
      These motherfuckers tryin
      To catch me and stretch me on death row
      But hell no's the poor black refuse to go
      Interlude: (*news report*)
      (this is now coverin a very, very wide area of los angeles where these
      Fires have been, aah, ignited. i mean, from here to the, aah, to the
      End of south central is a long way)
      Verse 4: daz
      The outcome of this is destruction so the more fall
      Niggaz don't give a fuck so tem bust and before
      Niggaz backin up three black shows
      No justice so they copied ya right
      And here i am again, me, turn the other cheek, me
      Be too many wigs got me 9 to my tights
      So me bust, flick cos he don't give a fuck
      And me don't give a fuckin of my problems
      In with their fuck fuck
      Outro: snoop doogy dogg
      Blak blam, blam to dem fall
      Listen to the shots from my nigga doggy dogg, biddy-bye
      Dr dre him bust gun shots
      Diggity daz and rbx them bust gun shots
      Come again!

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