1] Dre rock the jewelry with the stones And get on a nigga head like earphones I finna spit it, a clear tone Get yo attention, the thang since the T.V. invention Dope as yola, I'm a big shot, a off I'm a big pimp, I get tow off Fuck a good job, she need a jaw And sell until her mouth get raw I'm from the California coast, beaches and Hit the cot, get ghost, no more wit bitches I got a coughnut, sittin' on On bitch, not Michellin tires control my desires, I buy from Nordstroms not Fred Myers Do a lot of weed, my supplier She keep it, fuck the out my supplier Man I'm bigger than life, I do it And bout broke bitches, I'm through with havin' em' Dre bogard, he shove and he And start war for G.W. Bush We be lovin' the cush, but in the backwood It ain't a backwood, it ain't all that I'm from the streets, where most need But I slice a nigga up like some roast beef I can bust you a rap, but else, not my job I peel ya cap back, but else, not my job I get ya for racks, but else, not my job I you a slap, but anything else, not my job 2] Bitch gone ask me to come her to grocery shop I told her straight up this, "no siree bob!" That's not my job, I do that I'm a pimp slash rapper, I thought you knew And where yo dude, should I em' the news And let him know you finna be walkin' in some brand new Ooh, you a fool, gotta watch thy One false move, and you stop thy self I'm not myself, I'm another man I'm a rockstar, in another Plus I'm the man with in his hands we'll all be playing in sand Cause to my estimations, and calculations And all the money I off the Rompalation I finna get as many that's on my license plate I on some of these midgets bitch I can't wait 3] When I dip, trip off what Furl dressed in Plus I got a mouth full girl's best I'm a back to the future new kind of nigga Y'all lames is plain, the same kind of liquor the same kind of clothes, fuckin' the same kind of clothes And you bedrock pimpin', yo games kind of old You don't it with me, I'll bother ya So get lost pal, before I ya I got golden gloves, I ya a new look With stiff and a sharp right hook Niggaz know snitches, they ride and they go with It's all gravy, as long as don't tell on them Me and my team, see we a with my mans, and I'ma have to intervene I'ma sparco, and a Always lookin' out for Benny