Creepin' the back street on these I got my glock cocked niggas want these Now as I said it, seems I got sweated By some nigga with a tech 9 tryin' to take You want to make noise, make I make a phone call my comin' like the Gotti boys Bodies bein' found on With their fucking cut off, motherfucker I'm Dre So to the play-by-play, day-by-day Rollin' in my '4 16 switches And got sounds for the bitches, clockin' all the Got the hollow points for the So would you just on by, 'cause I'm too hard to lift And no this Aerosmith It's the D-R-E, from the CPT On a robbin' spree, a G Hop back as I pop my top ya I let the hollow points to POP POP POP Yeah, 'cause if it stop I have to put my shit in reverse go back and take stop I'm (Rollin in my six-fo') With all the saying
Swing down, sweet stop and, let me ride yeah Swing down, chariot stop and, let me ride all the niggas saying Swing down, sweet stop and, let me ride Hell down, sweet chariot stop and, let me ride
Just another day for Dre so I begin like this No medallions, dreadlocks, or fists it's just That gangster glare, with gangster That shit, that makes the gang of snaps, Word to the motherfucking And word to hyped ass lyrics and dope beats, that I Hit ya that I, get ya with As I groove in my four on these, the switches Bitches relax while I get my proper on Bumping like a motherfucker to get my serve on But before I hit the spot I gotta get the chronic, the Reme and my soda pop Now I'm smelling like Bus stop full of fly and skeezers On my dick, cause my on hit Pancake front and back, to side and all that shit So I crawl I comes correct Now, if your bitch in my shit, it's your bitch you check Now let the Chevrolet As I dip a nigga trip to the south side, (Rollin in my six-fo') all the bitches sayin'
Swing down, sweet chariot and, let me ride Hell Swing down, chariot stop and, let me ride With all the motherfuckin' sayin' Swing down, sweet chariot stop and, let me Know what I'm Swing down, sweet chariot and, let me ride
this out The sun down when I hit Slausson On my way to the strip, now I'm flossing my rear view, cause niggas they will do Jack moves, black cause I smack fools Try to set me up for a Fuck around and get caught up in a But I don't no gangbang Some niggas like lynching but I just watch hang So on, and so-on, why don't you let me on I remember back in the days when I used to have to get my on nobody wanna speak, now everybody Peeping out they windows when hear me beating up the streets Is it Is it Dre? That's what they say, every motherfucking day, yo But I ain't tripping I'm kicking it While my D's keep and these hoes keep grinning I'll be (Rollin in my six-fo') With saying
Swing down, sweet chariot stop and, let me Hell down, sweet chariot stop and, let me ride With sayin' Swing down, sweet chariot stop and, let me Hell Swing down, chariot stop and, let me ride