Creepin' down the back street on I got my glock cocked niggas want these Now as I said it, seems I got sweated By some nigga a tech 9 tryin' to take mine You want to make noise, noise I make a phone call my niggas comin' like the boys bein' found on Greenleaf With their heads 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 you just walk on by, 'cause I'm too hard to lift And no this Aerosmith the motherfucking D-R-E, from the CPT On a spree, a straight G Hop as I pop my top ya trip I let the hollow commence to POP POP POP Yeah, 'cause if it stop I have to put my shit in reverse go back and take anothers I'm (Rollin in my six-fo') With all the saying
Swing down, sweet chariot and, let me ride yeah Swing down, sweet chariot and, let me ride With all the saying Swing down, sweet 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 That gangster glare, with gangster That gangster shit, makes the gang of snaps, Word to the motherfucking And to these hyped ass lyrics and dope beats, that I Hit ya with I, get ya with As I groove in my on these, hitting the switches Bitches relax while I get my proper on Bumping like a motherfucker to get my serve on But before I hit the dope I get the chronic, the Reme Martin and my soda pop Now I'm smelling like Bus stop full of fly and skeezers On my dick, cause my on hit front and back, side to side and all that shit So when I I comes correct Now, if your bitch in my shit, your bitch you check nigga 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 down, sweet chariot stop and, let me ride With all the motherfuckin' bitches down, sweet chariot stop and, let me ride Know I'm sayin' Swing down, sweet chariot 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 rear view, cause niggas they do Jack moves, black cause I smack fools Try to set me up for a around and get caught up in a one-eight-seven But I represent no gangbang 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 to have to get my stroll on Didn't wanna speak, now everybody Peeping out they windows when they hear me up the streets Is it Dre? Is it what they say, every single motherfucking day, yo But I tripping I'm just kicking it While my D's keep spinning and these hoes grinning I'll be (Rollin in my six-fo') everybody saying
Swing down, sweet chariot and, let me ride yeah Swing down, sweet chariot and, let me ride everybody sayin' Swing down, chariot stop and, let me ride Hell down, sweet chariot stop and, let me ride