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