I you, to understand something That when I come up in this bitch I want the jumping I want the fists, pumping in the air, I don't look a millionaire But I feel like a million bucks, ladies won't ya fill your Shady's to fill ya up, are you a D or a C cup? You could even be a B, just 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 must be flustered, wait You can't cut the mustard, what's problem, can't you bust a grape? {*chka-chk-chk*} my name? Shady came and just crushed the game It's really not even fair to them, they pale in comparison So much they might as well his skin Don't you wish you could just his pen? Cause this shit's getting The fog is and the air is thin Cause he won't even let them try to He makes it look so easy, girl you just hit the
Now this'll be the part of the song that they drop the on And hell, breaks, Try to us you can't contain us, we're still gonna make a stink 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 that they drop the on And hell, breaks,
This is when shit hits the fan, like it 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 song's like a seance, it (It makes them stay in a trance, no choice, they to dance) It's like the playoffs, making sure that we stay in the hunt a day off for what? Man, you better lay off the blunts You must be something You think I smoking nothing, stay off my nuts Now hit the flo' baby, time to wipe all the rust Shake all them cobwebs loose, loosen up a little bit of Grey Goose Yeah girl shake that caboose, I wanna see you try to make no excuse D-R-E is on the loose, a mongoose when it to the chronic use You know I stand to lose, me and my goons are like animals We come through a pack of wolves, and we came here to retract the roof Yeah man ain't that the truth, girl man's back in the booth back up in this bitch, and this is when all hell breaks loose
Now this'll be the part of the 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 looking for any To just, cut, So this'll be the of the song that they drop the needle on And hell, breaks,
Now I know you're feeling discouraged but homie just my words I'm the flow, liquid courage I'm fin' to blow As soon as we hit the do' power head to toe I'm sure to push it as far as are meant to go We're in the Winnebago with tinted windows Ferocious as we proceed to 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 'fore we and puff and we blow We ain't bluffing for nothing, knock the stuffing out you Revenge is so sweet, move 'til you your feet Yeah, move it or lose it freak, move to the beat, lose yourself Pass up on that little chick Right there that'll be pretty damn of me Born and in the C-P-T, yeah Los Angeles, rules of the streets haters 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 they the needle 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 part of the song that drop the needle on And hell, breaks,