Creepin' down the back on these I got my glock cocked 'cause niggas want Now soon as I said it, I got sweated By some nigga with a 9 tryin' to take mine You to make noise, make noise I make a call my niggas comin' like the Gotti boys Bodies bein' found on their fucking heads cut off, motherfucker I'm Dre So to the play-by-play, day-by-day in my '4 with 16 switches And got for the bitches, clockin' all the riches Got the hollow points for the So would you just on by, 'cause I'm too hard to lift And no ain't Aerosmith It's the motherfucking D-R-E, the CPT On a spree, a straight G Hop as I pop my top ya trip I let the hollow points to POP POP POP Yeah, if it don't stop I have to put my shit in go back and take anothers stop I'm (Rollin in my six-fo') With all the niggas
Swing down, sweet chariot stop and, let me yeah Swing down, chariot stop and, let me ride all the niggas saying Swing down, sweet chariot stop and, let me yeah Swing down, sweet chariot stop and, let me
Just another motherfucking day for Dre so I begin like No medallions, dreadlocks, or black it's just gangster glare, with gangster raps That gangster shit, makes the gang of snaps, Word to the streets 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, hitting the Bitches while I get my proper swerve on Bumping like a motherfucker ready to get my on But before I hit the dope I gotta get the chronic, the Reme Martin and my pop Now I'm like indo-nesia Bus full of fly bitches and skeezers On my dick, my four 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 slide As I dip a trip to the south side, yeah (Rollin in my six-fo') with all the sayin'
down, sweet chariot stop and, let me ride Hell Swing down, chariot stop and, let me ride With all the motherfuckin' sayin' Swing down, sweet stop and, let me ride Know I'm sayin' Swing down, chariot stop and, let me ride
Check out The sun went when I hit Slausson On my way to the strip, now I'm flossing Checking my view, cause niggas they will do Jack moves, black cause I smack fools Try to set me up for a Fuck around and get up in a one-eight-seven But I don't represent no Some niggas like but I just watch them hang So on, and so-on, why you let me roll 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 they hear me up the streets Is it Dre? Is it That's they say, every single motherfucking day, yo But I ain't tripping I'm just it While my D's keep spinning and these hoes keep I'll be (Rollin in my six-fo') With everybody
Swing down, chariot stop and, let me ride Hell Swing down, sweet stop and, let me ride With everybody Swing down, sweet chariot stop and, let me Hell Swing down, sweet stop and, let me ride