The Chronic (Intro) lyrics

by

Ice Cube


[Intro: Dr. Dre & Gylan Kain]
This is dedicated to the n*ggas that was down from day one
Welcome to Death Row
Like we always do about this time

[Interlude: Snoop Dogg]
Hahaha, yeah, nine-deuce
Death Row Records, creepin' while you're sleepin'
n*ggas with attitudes? Nah, loc, n*ggas on a motherf*ckin' mission
What up n*ggas and n*ggettes?
That crazy-ass n*gga's back in the motherf*ckin' hizzouse
The notorious Compton G
D-R-E on the solo tip, f*ck them other fools
What up, Ren?
Yeah, droppin' Chronic flakes on your ass, biatch
West Coast flavor
n*ggas who talk sh*t get dealt with real quick
So if you wanna take a trip to the Row
Let a n*gga like Snoop Doggy Dogg know
Protected by n*ggas with big di*ks, AK's, and one-eight-seven skills
So if it's must you test us, we can handle it the streets, n*gga, f*ck makin' records
Yeah, G's up, hoes down
If that b*tch can't swim, then she bound to drizzown
Peace to my n*gga Drizzae, another Platinum hit, n*gga
Peace to The D.O.C., still makin' it funky enough
And Death Row Records is in full motherf*ckin' effizzect
Oh, yeah, PS, f*ck Mr. Roarke and Tattoo, AKA Jerry and Eazy
Sincerely yours, these motherf*ckin' nuts
I don't love Eazy, I don't love Jerry
I don't love Ruthless Records
Frankly, I don't love nothin' they got to do with
But, but, but you know what I want them to do for me?
Jerry, Eazy, check this sh*t right here
I want y'all to put these bizzalls in your jizzaws
And work them like a strizzaw and tell me what you sizzaw
Yeah, you know what? You know what?
f*ck all y'all! f*ck y'all!
Really though, it's Death Row, n*gga!
You better ask somebody, you really better ask somebody!
[Outro: Dr. Dre]
Get out, get out, I don't love you no more
Yeah, n*gga, you's a penguin-lookin' motherf*cker
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