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Most niggaz get it right? Huh
They it's all chronic
And trees out this muh'fucka
and bikinis, listen, huh

Some niggaz is left alone
I place you underneath the very you walkin' on
And ain't no children in motherfucker, drop your tone
Ain't got no business fuckin' with no microphones

So yo me against the world and ain't got shit to lose
My heavy artillery built to the masses move
I carry tools that'll pick you up and out your
bringin' new meanin' to alcohol abuse

I wanna fall up in the spot all the bitches at
somethin' heavy to help you straighten out your back
A couple of drinks and I you over the kitchen sink
So what you think, I owe you somethin' for fuckin' me?

Bitch, get a grip, misery love company, it
show you the difference between real life and makin' a record
Makin' the moves and connections that you never
good is money and the fame if you never respected? Check it out

U know, who's runnin' these fuckin'
You get involved, you gettin 'slapped with the heat
Don't be actin like your shit don't stink,
Y'all ain't with X

U know, we roll so fuckin'
Yeah, round after round in the middle of the street
'Cause you're actin' your shit don't stink

Yo, I ain't afraid of them fuckin' gats
You always bringin' out in your
My shit'll make you fold and collapse
My to strictly takin' over the map, by any means

Hustle and more tracks than a her-on fiend
Keep my enemies on a first name
And them niggaz like a skinhead racist
Chuck and fat laces

Stompin' hoes through turf
I hurt worse than childbirth
A can suck my dick til the big squirt
The work, so ain't no playin wit us

Findin' out where you rest head and I'm sprayin it up
The remains that's left can probably fit in a cup
You pressin' your
You makin' easy to touch

I'm from the home of the hit 'em up, two ways
You droppin' some shells or you get 'em up, back in the
There was a time there was this that I want to keep up
But nowadays I see you I'm just tryin' to fuck so check it out

U know, who's runnin' fuckin' streets
The king of West coast gangsta beats, niggaz
Always droppin' off but straight heat
So stay the out of the way

U know, we roll so fuckin'
Round after round in the of the street, niggaz
you're actin' like your shit don't stink
Y'all ain't with Dre

Thangs just ain't the since he came out
Two thousand and one, came, the game out
I heard you was hot blew flame out
And got the nerve to believe you hold the clout?

I thought I you, keep my name out of your fuckin' mouth
But Dr. Dre, see exactly what I'm talkin' 'bout
That shit there, that's all day long
don't stop, I gots to be alone at the top

Forever ready loaded and locked, with niggaz that'll circle yo'
And let 'em pop til some bodies get
It's Doc in the flesh
hold it down, represent, resurrect the West

Still holdin ground, touchin' down, with my X
Still send a couple through yo' if you disrespect
Dr. Dre back shit I never left
The number one ranked highest paid guest
eight digits, motherfuckers

U know, who's runnin' fuckin' streets
You get involved, you gettin' slapped with the nigga
Don't be like your shit don't stink, c'mon
ain't fuckin' with X

U know, we so fuckin' deep
Yeah, round after round in the of the street niggaz
you're actin' like your shit don't stink, yo
Y'all ain't with X