The Day the Niggaz Took Over Songtext
von Dr. Dre
The Day the Niggaz Took Over Songtext
I′ma say this and I'ma end mine
If you ain′t down for the Africans here in the United States
Period point blank, if you ain't down for theones that suffer in South Africa from apartheid and
Shit devil you need tostep your punk ass to the side and let us brothers and us
Africans step inand start puttin' some funk in that ass!
Break ′em off somet′in'
Break ′em off somet'in′
Break 'em off somet′in'
Break 'em off somet′in′
Break 'em off somet′in'
Break ′em off somet'in′
Break 'em off somet'in′
Break ′em off somet'in′
I got my finger on the trigger so niggaz wonder why
But livin' in the city it′s do-or-die
I got my finger on the trigger so niggaz wonder why
But livin' in the city it′s do-or-die
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 riot 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 cuz it's us against them
Them never ever love me cuz it′s sport to break them,
And kill at my own risk if I may
Delay to spray with my AK and put it to rest
Yes we have
There have been riots, ahh, rioting
Well I don't wanna sayrioting but there′s been looting downtown, but right now Bree
What I wantto show you is, they have started fires down at the end of the street
How many niggaz are ready to loot?
Yeah, so what you wanna do?
What you wanna do?
I said how many niggas are ready to loot?
Got myself an Uzi and my brother a 9
What they told us today, in other words, you're still a slave
No matter how much money you got, you still ain't shit
Sittin′ in my livin′ room, calm and collected
Feelin' that gotta-get-mine perspective
Cuz 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 niggaz get together they get mad cuz they can't fade us
Like my niggas from South Central Los Angeles
They found 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 somethin' lovely, biddy-bye-bye
I don′t love dem so they can′t love me)
Yo, straight puttin' down gettin′ my scoot on
It's jumpin′ off in Compton so I gots ta get my loot on
And come up on me some furniture or somethin'
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
Cuz they will see that I can′t be stopped
Cuz I'ma cock my Glock and pop til they all drop
There has been videotape and you can see of the, aah
Some of the crowd throwing things at the officers
And swinging at them as well
Like there was a young woman there
You see she took a swing at an officer with some object in her hand
How many niggaz are ready to loot?
Yeah, so what you wanna do?
What you wanna do?
I said how many niggas are ready to loot?
Got myself an Uzi and my brother a 9]
I got my finger on the trigger so niggaz wonder why
But livin in the city it's do-or-die
I got my finger on the trigger so niggaz wonder why
But livin in the city it′s do-or-die
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 wanna spray
POP POP POP another motherfucker drop
And I get relief like pop pop fizz
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 doughnut
And crack up, 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, the poor black refuse to go
This is now covering a very, very wide area of Los Angeles
Where thesefires have been, aah, ignited
I mean, from here to the, aah, to the southend of South Central is a long way
Break ′em off somet′in'
Break ′em off somet'in′
Break 'em off somet′in'
Break 'em off somet′in′
Break 'em off somet′in'
Break ′em off somet'in′
Break 'em off somet'in′
The outcome of this is destruction so the more fall
Niggaz don′t give a fuck so them 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 cuz he don't give a fuck
And me don′t give a fuckin' of my problems
In with their FUCK FUCK
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!
If you ain′t down for the Africans here in the United States
Period point blank, if you ain't down for theones that suffer in South Africa from apartheid and
Shit devil you need tostep your punk ass to the side and let us brothers and us
Africans step inand start puttin' some funk in that ass!
Break ′em off somet′in'
Break ′em off somet'in′
Break 'em off somet′in'
Break 'em off somet′in′
Break 'em off somet′in'
Break ′em off somet'in′
Break 'em off somet'in′
Break ′em off somet'in′
I got my finger on the trigger so niggaz wonder why
But livin' in the city it′s do-or-die
I got my finger on the trigger so niggaz wonder why
But livin' in the city it′s do-or-die
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 riot 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 cuz it's us against them
Them never ever love me cuz it′s sport to break them,
And kill at my own risk if I may
Delay to spray with my AK and put it to rest
Yes we have
There have been riots, ahh, rioting
Well I don't wanna sayrioting but there′s been looting downtown, but right now Bree
What I wantto show you is, they have started fires down at the end of the street
How many niggaz are ready to loot?
Yeah, so what you wanna do?
What you wanna do?
I said how many niggas are ready to loot?
Got myself an Uzi and my brother a 9
What they told us today, in other words, you're still a slave
No matter how much money you got, you still ain't shit
Sittin′ in my livin′ room, calm and collected
Feelin' that gotta-get-mine perspective
Cuz 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 niggaz get together they get mad cuz they can't fade us
Like my niggas from South Central Los Angeles
They found 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 somethin' lovely, biddy-bye-bye
I don′t love dem so they can′t love me)
Yo, straight puttin' down gettin′ my scoot on
It's jumpin′ off in Compton so I gots ta get my loot on
And come up on me some furniture or somethin'
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
Cuz they will see that I can′t be stopped
Cuz I'ma cock my Glock and pop til they all drop
There has been videotape and you can see of the, aah
Some of the crowd throwing things at the officers
And swinging at them as well
Like there was a young woman there
You see she took a swing at an officer with some object in her hand
How many niggaz are ready to loot?
Yeah, so what you wanna do?
What you wanna do?
I said how many niggas are ready to loot?
Got myself an Uzi and my brother a 9]
I got my finger on the trigger so niggaz wonder why
But livin in the city it's do-or-die
I got my finger on the trigger so niggaz wonder why
But livin in the city it′s do-or-die
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 wanna spray
POP POP POP another motherfucker drop
And I get relief like pop pop fizz
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 doughnut
And crack up, 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, the poor black refuse to go
This is now covering a very, very wide area of Los Angeles
Where thesefires have been, aah, ignited
I mean, from here to the, aah, to the southend of South Central is a long way
Break ′em off somet′in'
Break ′em off somet'in′
Break 'em off somet′in'
Break 'em off somet′in′
Break 'em off somet′in'
Break ′em off somet'in′
Break 'em off somet'in′
The outcome of this is destruction so the more fall
Niggaz don′t give a fuck so them 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 cuz he don't give a fuck
And me don′t give a fuckin' of my problems
In with their FUCK FUCK
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!
Writer(s): Calvin Cordazor Broadus, Antoinette Colandreo, Eric Collins, Lawrence Krsone Parker, Delmer Arnaud Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
