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I you, to understand something
That when I up in this bitch I want the fans jumping
I want the fists, pumping in the air, I don't like a millionaire
But I feel like a million bucks, ladies ya fill your cups
Shady's to fill ya up, are you a D or a C cup?
You could even be a B, it's me and D-R-E
You'll be in the E.R., we are strapped so much TNT
We may blow, no not even CPR the EMT's
Could help you to resuscitate, you must be flustered, wait
You can't cut the mustard, your problem, can't you bust a grape?
{*chka-chk-chk*} my name? Shady came and just crushed the game
It's really not even fair to them, cause pale in comparison
So much might as well wear his skin
Don't you wish you could just share his
Cause this shit's embarrassing
The fog is thick and the air is
Cause he won't let them try to breathe

He makes it look so easy, you just hit the lottery

Now be the part of the song that they drop the needle on
And hell, breaks,
Try to restrain us you contain us, we're still gonna make a stink
No what, we, do
Everywhere we go it seems we're for any excuse
To just, cut,
So be the part of the song that they drop the needle on
And hell, breaks,

This is when shit hits the fan, it just splattered on Stan
is the only moment that matters, your homie rolling with Mathers
Like chaos erupts, in back, Dre's in the front
So do what we say at once, this song's like a seance, it
(It makes them stay in a trance, no choice, have to dance)
It's like the playoffs, just making that we stay in the hunt
Take a day off for what? Man, you lay off the blunts
You must be something
You think I ain't smoking nothing, off my nuts
Now hit the flo' baby, time to wipe all the rust
Shake all them cobwebs loose, up with a little bit of Grey Goose
Yeah girl that caboose, I don't wanna see you try to make no excuse
D-R-E is on the loose, a mongoose when it to the chronic use
You know I can't stand to lose, me and my goons are like
We come through like a pack of wolves, and we here to retract the roof
Yeah man ain't that the truth, girl your back in the booth
Definitely back up in this bitch, and this is when all hell loose

Now this'll be the part of the song they drop the needle on
And hell, breaks,
Try to us you can't contain us, we're still gonna make a stink
No what, we, do
we go it seems we're looking for any excuse
To just, cut,
So this'll be the part of the song they drop the needle on
And hell, breaks,

Now I know you're feeling but homie just mark my words
I'm mur-ur-during the flow, liquid courage I'm fin' to
As soon as we hit the do' power surges to toe
I'm sure to push it as far as are meant to go
We're in the Winnebago with tinted windows
Ferocious as we proceed to up the block wit yo' ho
With speakers knocking it's 3 o'clock, me and Doc proceed to drop
"E" and hop out the vehicle and on your do'

Yeah, so let us in 'fore we huff and puff and we
We bluffing for nothing, we'll knock the stuffing out you
Revenge is so sweet, move 'til you injure your
Yeah, move it or lose it freak, move to the beat, yourself indubitably
up on that little cute chick
Right there that'll be damn stupid of me
Born and raised in the C-P-T, yeah Los Angeles, of the streets
Them haters hating on me, but I to lose any sleep
Keep that deuce-deuce in the seat, "Dre fell off", news to me

Now this'll be the part of the song that they drop the on
And hell, breaks,
Try to us you can't contain us, we're still gonna make a stink
No what, we, do
Everywhere we go it seems we're looking for any
To just, cut,
So this'll be the of the song that they drop the needle on
And hell, breaks,