I want you, to something That when I come up in this bitch I the fans jumping I want the fists, pumping in the air, I don't look like a 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 could even be a B, it's me and D-R-E You'll be in the E.R., we are strapped with so TNT We may blow, no not CPR from the EMT's Could you to resuscitate, you busters must be flustered, wait You can't cut the mustard, what's your problem, can't you a grape? {*chka-chk-chk*} What's my name? came and just crushed the game It's not even fair to them, cause they pale in comparison So much they might as wear his skin Don't you you could just share his pen? this shit's getting embarrassing The fog is and the air is thin Cause he won't let them try to breathe He makes it so easy, girl you just hit the lottery
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 gonna make a No what, we, do Everywhere we go it seems we're looking for any To just, cut, So this'll be the part of the song they drop the needle on And hell, breaks,
This is when shit hits the fan, like it just on Stan This is the only moment 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) like the playoffs, just making sure that we stay in the hunt Take a day off for what? Man, you better lay off the You be smoking something You think I ain't nothing, stay off my nuts Now hit the flo' baby, time to away all the rust Shake all them loose, loosen up with a little bit of Grey Goose girl shake 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 stand to lose, me and my goons are like animals We come through like a pack of wolves, and we came to retract the roof Yeah man that the truth, girl your man's back in the booth Definitely back up in this bitch, and this is when all breaks loose
Now this'll be the 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 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 feeling discouraged 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' surges head to toe I'm sure to push it as far as are meant to go We're in the indigo with 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 vehicle and on your do'
Yeah, so let us in we huff and puff and we blow We ain't bluffing for nothing, knock the stuffing out you Revenge is so sweet, move 'til you injure feet Yeah, it or lose it freak, move to the beat, lose yourself indubitably Pass up on little cute chick Right there be pretty 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 refuse to lose any Keep that in the seat, "Dre fell off", that's news to me
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 gonna make a No what, we, do Everywhere we go it seems we're looking for any To just, cut, So this'll be the part of the song that drop the needle on And hell, breaks,