I want you, to understand That I come up in this bitch I want the fans jumping I want the fists, in the air, I don't look like a millionaire But I feel like a million bucks, ladies ya fill your cups come to fill ya up, are you a D or a C cup? You could even be a B, it's me and D-R-E You'll be in the E.R., we are strapped so much TNT We may blow, no not even CPR from the Could help you to resuscitate, you busters be flustered, wait You can't cut the mustard, your problem, can't you bust a grape? {*chka-chk-chk*} What's my name? Shady came and crushed the game It's really not even fair to them, cause they pale in So much they as well wear his skin Don't you wish you could just share his Cause shit's getting embarrassing The fog is and the air is thin he won't even let them try to breathe He it look so easy, girl you just hit the lottery
Now this'll be the part of the song that they drop the on And hell, breaks, Try to restrain us you can't contain us, we're still make a stink No what, we, do Everywhere we go it seems we're looking for any To just, cut, So this'll be the of the song that they drop the needle on And hell, breaks,
This is shit hits the fan, like it just splattered on Stan This is the only that matters, your homie rolling with Mathers Like chaos erupts, Em's in back, in the front So do what we say at once, song's like a seance, it hums (It makes them stay in a trance, no choice, they to dance) It's like the playoffs, just making sure we stay in the hunt Take a day off for Man, you better lay off the blunts You be smoking something You think I ain't smoking nothing, stay off my Now hit the flo' baby, to wipe away all the rust Shake all them cobwebs loose, loosen up with a little bit of Goose Yeah girl shake caboose, I don't wanna see you try to make no excuse is on the loose, a mongoose when it comes to the chronic use You know I stand to lose, me and my goons are like animals We come through like a pack of wolves, and we came here to retract the Yeah man ain't that the truth, girl man's back in the booth Definitely back up in bitch, and this is when all hell breaks loose
Now this'll be the part of the song they drop the needle on And hell, breaks, Try to restrain us you can't contain us, we're still gonna make a No what, we, do Everywhere we go it seems we're for any excuse To just, cut, So this'll be the part of the song they drop the needle on And hell, breaks,
Now I know you're discouraged but homie just mark my words I'm mur-ur-during the flow, liquid courage I'm fin' to As as we hit the do' power surges head to toe I'm to push it as far as words are meant to go We're in the Winnebago with tinted windows as we proceed to beat up the block wit yo' ho With speakers knocking it's 3 o'clock, me and Doc then proceed to "E" and hop out the vehicle and knock on do'
Yeah, so let us in we huff and puff and we blow We ain't for nothing, we'll knock the stuffing out you Revenge is so sweet, move 'til you injure your Yeah, it or lose it freak, move to the beat, lose yourself indubitably Pass up on that cute chick Right that'll be pretty damn stupid of me Born and raised in the C-P-T, yeah Los Angeles, of the streets Them haters on me, but I refuse to lose any sleep Keep that deuce-deuce in the seat, "Dre fell off", news to me
Now this'll be the part of the song that they the needle on And hell, breaks, Try to restrain us you can't contain us, we're still gonna make a No what, we, do Everywhere we go it we're looking for any excuse To just, cut, So this'll be the part of the song that they drop the on And hell, breaks,