Album Name

2001

Artist

Dr. Dre

Genre

랩/힙합

Release Date

1999.01.01

Release Agency

Universal Music Group

Ackrite - Dr. Dre
It's fuckin ackrite
Question is
can I get some Knahmsayin
Ackrite bitch
When I see you in the spot
you just ackrite
you knahm sayin
When I yank you
by the fuckin perm
don't be lookin at
a nigga crazy
Just get with the digits
and be the fuck out
you knahm sayin
Let me break it down for y'all
It was just one of those days
when I wanted to catch sunrays
Fun to get blunted on a Sunday
afternoon
Nigga got room
grab the gat for misbehavors
and the chocolate faded boom
flossin hip hop tunes
Zoom zoom like the Commodores
Wonder will we have drama or
end up clownin whores
Around the full good to go girls
like them girls
ridin shotgun baby
I be postin all world in the ride
Sippin 1 51 that gave me
too much pride to back down
Soon as we get to the beach
I'ma put my fuckin mack down
I'm playin lead
not the background
It's time to put Bronson
on the map now
Walk with my hand on my Johnson
crack a smile
Cuties peep my style
if I don't get some ackrite
I'ma have to ack wild
Blunt in my left hand
drink in my right
Strap by my waistline
cause niggaz don't fight
Sucker free for life
so you better think twice
Aight And a give
a nig' some ackrite
I'm the type of nigga
playa haters don't like
Snatchin up your honey
for some late night hype
And snobby ass bitches
get slapped out of spite
Aight So give
a nig' some ackrite right
drink kickin in
I'm stimulated
For those that
don't know big words
I'M FUCKIN FADED
Eighty three degrees
ease to a shaded spot
Our first spot was cool
til some gangsters made it hot
Now we plot and pose
plus we watchin hoes
with lots of flesh exposed
gettin swarmed
by those type of niggaz
with no game but brown nose
So I impose only like pros can
Yo is this your man No
Grab the bitch's hand
I'm Hittman
Bling Gold chain gleam
You're very eligible
for my summer league team
Maybe too extreme cause
the sister got steamed
Then Miss Thing tried
to scream on my brethern
I got mad spit flame on the name
Stefan tattooed on her arm
Hoe you ain't the bomb
must be a dyke
witcho' lips swoll
and give a nig' some ackrite
Blunt in my left hand
drink in my right
Strap by my waistline
cause niggaz don't fight
Sucker free for life
so you better think twice
And a give
a nig' some ackrite
I'm the type of nigga
playa haters don't like
Snatchin up your honey
for some late night hype
And snobby ass bitches
get slapped out of spite
So give
a nig' some ackrite right
Frontin on the ack rite
causin me to act up
Good Samaritan save that hoe
from gettin slapped up
My homies crack up
at the scene I made
Yo my actions ain't serene
when a nigga's on fade
If it wasn't for
the one time brigade
I woulda sprayed at
the hooker tramp
As cops parade I'm afraid
it's time to break camp
Make tracks where else can
we go to take hoes
from fake macks
aiyyo chase them girls
in that black Maxima
the passenger
almost fractured her
neckbone lookin back at us
Plus they on the dick cause
the Caddy's plush
They blush I bumrush the hush
with the largest crush
Try to swing an ep tonight so
I don't have to keep in touch
Keep it on hush
without the tip in
Mackin interrupted
by some niggaz set trippin
Clip in the strap
I showed these niggaz how to act
Blunt in my left hand
drink in my right
Strap by my waistline
cause niggaz don't fight
Sucker free for life
so you better think twice
Aight And a give
a nig' some ackrite
I'm the type of nigga
playa haters don't like
Snatchin up your honey
for some late night hype
And snobby ass bitches
get slapped out of spite
Aight so give
a nig' some ackrite right