Creepin' the back street on these I got my glock cocked niggas want these Now soon as I said it, seems I got By some nigga a tech 9 tryin' to take mine You want to noise, make noise I make a phone call my niggas comin' like the Gotti Bodies bein' on Greenleaf With their fucking heads cut off, 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 for the snitches So would you walk on by, 'cause I'm too hard to lift And no ain't Aerosmith the motherfucking D-R-E, from the CPT On a robbin' spree, a G Hop back as I pop my top ya I let the hollow commence 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
down, sweet chariot stop and, let me ride Hell Swing down, sweet stop and, let me ride With all the niggas down, sweet chariot stop and, let me ride Hell Swing down, sweet chariot and, let me ride
Just another motherfucking day for Dre so I begin this No medallions, dreadlocks, or black fists it's gangster glare, with gangster raps That gangster shit, that makes the of snaps, to the motherfucking streets And word to these hyped ass lyrics and dope beats, I Hit ya with that I, get ya As I groove in my four on these, hitting the relax while I get my proper swerve on Bumping like a ready to get my serve on But I hit the dope spot I gotta get the chronic, the Reme Martin and my pop Now I'm like indo-nesia Bus stop full of fly bitches and On my dick, my four on hit Pancake front and back, side to side and all that So when I I comes correct Now, if your bitch in my shit, it's bitch you check nigga Now let the Chevrolet As I dip a nigga trip to the side, yeah (Rollin in my six-fo') all the bitches sayin'
Swing down, sweet chariot stop and, let me Hell Swing down, sweet chariot and, let me ride With all the motherfuckin' bitches 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 down when I hit On my way to the strip, now I'm flossing Checking my rear view, cause niggas will do Jack moves, black fools cause I fools Try to set me up for a Fuck around and get caught up in a But I represent no gangbang niggas like lynching but I just watch them hang So on, and so-on, why don't you let me on I back in the days when I used to have to get my stroll on Didn't wanna speak, now everybody Peeping out they when they hear me beating up the streets Is it Dre? Is it That's what they say, every motherfucking day, yo But I tripping I'm just kicking it my D's keep spinning and these hoes keep grinning I'll be (Rollin in my six-fo') everybody saying
down, sweet chariot stop and, let me ride Hell Swing down, sweet chariot and, let me ride With sayin' Swing down, sweet chariot and, let me ride yeah Swing down, sweet chariot stop and, let me