I want you, to something That when I come up in this bitch I want the jumping I want the fists, pumping in the air, I look like a millionaire But I feel like a million bucks, ladies ya fill your cups Shady's come to fill ya up, are you a D or a C You even be a B, it's just me and D-R-E You'll be in the E.R., we are strapped with so TNT We may blow, no not even CPR from the Could you to resuscitate, you busters must be flustered, wait You can't cut the mustard, what's your problem, you bust a grape? What's my name? Shady came and just crushed the game It's really not fair to them, cause they pale in comparison So they might as well wear his skin Don't you wish you could just his pen? Cause this getting embarrassing The fog is and the air is thin Cause he won't even let try to breathe He makes it look so easy, girl you just hit the
Now be the part of the song that they drop the needle on And hell, breaks, Try to restrain us you can't contain us, still gonna make a stink No what, we, do we go it seems we're looking 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 the fan, like it just splattered on Stan This is the only moment that matters, your homie rolling with Like chaos erupts, Em's in back, Dre's in the So do what we say at once, this song's like a seance, it (It makes them in a trance, no choice, they have to dance) It's like the playoffs, just making sure 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, stay off my 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 shake that caboose, I don't wanna see you try to no excuse D-R-E is on the loose, a mongoose when it to the chronic use You know I can't to lose, me and my goons are like animals We come through like a pack of wolves, and we came here to retract the Yeah man ain't that the truth, girl your man's back in the Definitely back up in bitch, and this is when all hell breaks loose
Now this'll be the part of the song that they drop the on And hell, breaks, Try to restrain us you can't contain us, we're still 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,
Now I know you're feeling discouraged but homie just my words I'm mur-ur-during the flow, liquid I'm fin' to blow As soon as we hit the do' power surges to toe I'm sure to it as far as words are meant to go We're in the indigo Winnebago tinted windows Ferocious as we to beat up the block wit yo' ho With speakers knocking it's 3 o'clock, me and Doc then proceed to "E" and hop out the and knock on your do'
Yeah, so let us in 'fore we and puff and we blow We bluffing for nothing, we'll knock the stuffing out you Revenge is so sweet, move you injure your feet Yeah, move it or it freak, move to the beat, lose yourself indubitably Pass up on that little cute 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 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 we go it seems we're looking for any excuse To just, cut, So this'll be the part of the that they drop the needle on And hell, breaks,