Video y letra de Ackrite de Dr. Dre

Esta entrada trata sobre la cancion Ackrite. Contiene mucha poesia en su contenido, como veran adelante. Como sabran, procede de Dr. Dre.

El sencillo que acaban escuchar pertece al album 2001. Falta agradecer a You Tube por el video musical. El video, en cambio, no es del todo bueno.

[Hittman]
It's fucki n ackrite
Question i s – can I get some? Knahmsayi n?
Ackrite bitch
When I see you i n the spot, you just ackrite, youknahmsayi n?
When I yank you by the fucki n perm
don't be looki n at a nigga crazy
Just get with the digits a nd be the fuck out, youknahmsayi n?
Let me break it down fo r y'all

It was just one of those days
when I wanted t o catch sunrays
Fun t o get blunted on a Sunday, afternoon
Nigga ? got room, grab the gat fo r mi sbehavo rs
a nd the chocolate faded boom, flossi n hip-hop tunes
Zoom-zoom l ike the Commodo res
Wonder will we have drama o r, end up clowni n who res
Around the full good-t o-go girls
l ike them ?? girls, ridi n shotgun, baby
I be posti n all-wo rld i n the ride
Sippi n 151 that gave me t oo much pride t o back down
Soon as we get t o the beach I ama put my fucki n mack down
I am playi n lead, n ot the background
It's time t o put Bronson on the map now
Walk with my ha nd on my Johnson, crack a smile
Cuties peep my style, i f I don't get some ackrite
I ama have t o ack-wild

Cho rus: sung by Hittman

Blunt i n my left ha nd, dri nk i n my right
Strap by my wai stli ne, cause niggaz don't fight
Sucker free fo r li fe, so you better thi nk twice
(Aight? A nd a give a nig' some ackrite)
I am the type of nigga playa haters don't l ike
Snatchi n up your honey fo r some late night hype
A nd snobby-ass bitches get slapped out of spite
(Aight? So give a nig' some ackrite, right)

[Hittman]
Uhhhhh.. dri nk kicki n i n, I am stimulated
Fo r those that don't know big wo rds, I'M FUCKIN FADED
Eighty-three degrees, ease t o a shaded spot
Our first spot was cool til some gangsters made it hot
Now we plot a nd pose
plus we watchi n hoes, with lots of flesh exposed
getti n swarmed by those type of niggaz
with no game but brown-nose
So I impose only l ike pros can
"Yo, i s thi s your man?" "No."
Grab the bitch's ha nd, "I am Hittman."
Bli ng! Gold chai n gleam
"You're very eligible fo r my summer league team."
Maybe t oo extreme cause the si ster got steamed
Then Mi ss Thi ng tried t o scream on my brethern
I got mad spit flame on the name
Stefan, tatt ooed on her arm
Hoe you ai n't the bomb, must be a dyke
witcho' lips swoll, a nd give a nig' some ackrite

Cho rus (mi nus the wo rd "Aight" both times)

[Hittman]
Fronti n on the ack-rite, causi n me t o act up
Good Samaritan save that hoe from getti n slapped up
My homies crack up at the scene I made
Yo my actions ai n't serene when a nigga's on fade
If it wasn't fo r the one-time brigade
I woulda sprayed at the hooker tramp
As cops parade I am afraid it's time t o break camp
Make tracks, where else can we go t o take hoes
from fake macks {*CAR HORN*} aiyyo, chase them girls
i n that black Maxima, the passenger, almost fractured her
neckbone, looki n back at us
Plus, they on the dick cause the Caddy's plush
They blush, I bumrush the hush, with the largest crush
Try t o swi ng an ep t onight so I don't have t o keep i n t ouch
Keep it on hush without the tip-i n
Macki n i nterrupted by some niggaz set-trippi n
Clip i n the strap, I showed these niggaz how t o act

Cho rus

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