Creepin' down the back street on I got my glock 'cause niggas want these Now as I said it, seems I got sweated By some nigga with a 9 tryin' to take mine You want to make noise, noise I make a call my niggas comin' like the Gotti boys Bodies bein' found on With their fucking heads cut off, I'm Dre So listen to the play-by-play, Rollin' in my '4 16 switches And got for the bitches, clockin' all the riches Got the points for the snitches 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 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 don't I to put my shit in reverse go back and take anothers stop I'm (Rollin in my six-fo') With all the saying
Swing down, sweet chariot stop and, let me yeah Swing down, sweet chariot and, let me ride With all the niggas Swing down, sweet chariot stop and, let me Hell Swing down, sweet chariot and, let me ride
Just motherfucking day for Dre so I begin like this No medallions, dreadlocks, or black fists just That gangster glare, with gangster That shit, that 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 in my four on these, hitting the switches Bitches relax while I get my proper on Bumping like a motherfucker ready to get my on But I hit the dope spot I gotta get the chronic, the Reme Martin and my pop Now I'm smelling indo-nesia Bus full of fly bitches and skeezers On my dick, cause my on hit Pancake front and back, side to and all that shit So when I crawl I comes Now, if your bitch in my shit, your bitch you check nigga Now let the Chevrolet As I dip a nigga trip to the side, yeah (Rollin in my six-fo') with all the bitches
Swing down, sweet chariot 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 stop and, let me ride
this out The sun went when I hit Slausson On my way to the strip, now I'm just my rear view, cause niggas they will do Jack moves, fools 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 niggas like lynching but I just watch them hang So on, and so-on, why you let me roll on I remember in the days when I used to have to get my stroll on Didn't nobody wanna speak, now Peeping out they windows they hear me beating up the streets Is it Is it Dre? That's what they say, single motherfucking day, yo But I tripping I'm just kicking it While my D's keep spinning and these hoes keep I'll be (Rollin in my six-fo') With saying
Swing down, sweet chariot and, let me ride yeah Swing down, sweet chariot and, let me ride With sayin' Swing down, sweet chariot and, let me ride Hell Swing down, sweet chariot stop and, let me