Creepin' down the street on these I got my glock cocked 'cause want these Now soon as I said it, I got sweated By some nigga with a 9 tryin' to take mine You want to make noise, noise I make a phone call my niggas comin' the Gotti boys Bodies bein' on Greenleaf With fucking heads cut off, motherfucker I'm Dre So to the play-by-play, day-by-day Rollin' in my '4 with 16 And got for the bitches, clockin' all the riches Got the hollow points for the So you just walk 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 commence to POP POP POP Yeah, if it don't stop I have to put my shit in reverse go back and take anothers I'm (Rollin in my six-fo') With all the niggas
Swing down, sweet chariot and, let me ride Hell Swing down, chariot stop and, let me ride With all the niggas Swing down, chariot stop and, let me ride yeah Swing down, chariot stop and, let me ride
another motherfucking day for Dre so I begin like this No medallions, dreadlocks, or black fists just That glare, with gangster raps That gangster shit, that makes the of snaps, Word to the streets And word to these hyped ass and dope beats, that I Hit ya with that I, get ya As I in my four on these, hitting the switches relax while I get my proper swerve 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 side and all that So when I crawl I comes Now, if your bitch in my shit, it's your 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 stop and, let me Hell Swing down, chariot stop and, let me ride With all the bitches sayin' Swing down, sweet chariot stop and, let me Know I'm sayin' Swing down, sweet stop and, let me ride
Check out The sun went down when I hit On my way to the strip, now I'm just Checking my rear view, cause niggas they do Jack moves, black fools I smack fools Try to set me up for a Fuck around and get caught up in a But I represent no gangbang Some niggas like lynching but I just watch hang So on, and so-on, why you let me roll on I remember back in the days when I used to to get my stroll on Didn't wanna speak, now everybody Peeping out they windows when hear me beating 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 spinning and these hoes keep grinning I'll be (Rollin in my six-fo') With saying
down, sweet chariot stop and, let me ride Hell Swing down, sweet stop and, let me ride With everybody Swing down, sweet stop and, let me ride yeah Swing down, sweet stop and, let me ride