Dr. Dre - A Nigga witta Gun Lyrics

[Skit: Dr. Dre & Man]Yeah, nigga, what's up with all that motherfuckin' shit you was talkin', nigga? (Hey, why you trippin'?)Huh? (Hey Dre, why you trippin', why you trippin'?)Fuck that, nigga, what's up with all that shit you was talkin', nigga? (I ain't say nothing, why you trippin'?)You're a motherfuckin' liar, nigga, that was you (Nah, that wasn't me!)That was you, nigga (That wasn't me!), hey—Hey, check this out, motherfuckerWhat's wrong, nigga? (It wasn't!)You can't talk with a gun in your mouth? (Nah, it wasn't me, Dre!)You can't talk with a gun in your mouth? (It wasn't me!)Listen up, nigga, you know Lucifer? (Nah)Well, you're about to meet him, motherfucker[Chorus: Snoop Dogg & The Kay-Gees]Who's the man with the master plan?A nigga with a motherfuckin' gun[Verse 1: Dr. Dre]Forty-four reasons come to mindWhy a motherfuckin' brother is hard to findHe been walking on the streets and fuckin' with mineStupid punk can't fuck with a mastermindSee, I never take a step on a Compton blockOr L.A. without the AK ready to pop'Cause them punk motherfuckers in black and whiteAin't the only motherfuckers I gots to fightI think it's better to be tellin' the facts than cuffed upAnd jacked and fucked upWhat you niggas looking at? You going"Goddamn!" 'Cause it's the cityAnd for you to survive, a nigga gotta be a gangstaAnd I'm a nigga you can't removeTook out a lot of motherfuckers for tryin' to proveTo they homies that they can hang by dealin' with meBut once again in the end they D-E-A-DI never did time on a murder yet'Cause I relax, sit back, do a job and jetYo, I know you understand my flowSo here we go, and Death RowCome let a motherfucker know[Chorus: Snoop Dogg & The Kay-Gees]Who's the man with the master plan?A nigga with a motherfuckin' gunWho's the man with the master plan?A nigga with a motherfuckin' gun[Verse 2: Dr. Dre]D-R-E, a motherfucker who's known for carrying gatsAnd kick raps that make snaps, adapts toAny environment that I'm located atIf you see me on the solo move believe that I'm strappedFour-four, tray-eight or AK-47'Cause slowly but surely send you on a stairway to heavenJust put my finger on the trigger and pull backAnd lay a punk motherfucker flatAs he wonder what popped before he got poppedI told you I was Dre and you know it don't stopNow I know you understand my flowSo here we go, and Death RowCome let a motherfucker know[Chorus: Snoop Dogg & The Kay-Gees]Who's the man with the master plan?A nigga with a motherfuckin' gunWho's the man with the master plan?A nigga with a motherfuckin' gunWho's the man with the master plan?A nigga with a motherfuckin' gunWho's the man with the master plan?A nigga with a motherfuckin' gun[Bridge: Dr. Dre]I breaks 'em off, I breaks 'em off, yeahI breaks 'em off, I breaks 'em off, yeah[Verse 3: Dr. Dre]I breaks 'em off, but I ain't speaking about between the thighsI'm talking about cocking a gauge in between your eyesIt'll make you drop to your knees 'cause you realizeThat a gat'll make any nigga civilizedOld buster-ass nigga talking bullshitDon't know that I'm the wrong nigga to fuck withGet lit or hit up by the doctorA nigga that breaks 'em off properlyReal G so don't doubt itI'm the one who's doin' it while these other niggas talk about itAnd if motherfuckers come at me wrongI straight put my forty-four Desert Eagle to his motherfuckin' domeAnd show him why they call me the notorious oneThe name is Dre Eastwood when I'm packing a gunYou don't believe me, well step up and give it a tryAnd if you die, you's a buster, 'cause real niggas don't dieBut some still don't hear me, thoughYou're too near me not to hear me, nigga, yoSo now you know[Chorus: Snoop Dogg & The Kay-Gees]Who's the man with the master plan?A nigga with a motherfuckin' gunWho's the man with the master plan?A nigga with a motherfuckin' gunWho's the man with the master plan?A nigga with a motherfuckin' gunWho's the man with the master plan?A nigga with a motherfuckin' gun