|
|
| Dr. Dre Lyrics | |
D  Dr. Dre Lyrics
• Buy Dr. Dre CD's
• Dr. Dre albums discography
• Download MP3 songs by Dr. Dre
• Free Dr. Dre wallpapers
• News about Dr. Dre
• Free Ringtone  Forget About Dre Lyrics
Fuck Wit Dre Day (And Everybody's Celebratin') Lyrics
Keep Their Heads Ringin' Lyrics
Nuthin' But A 'G' Thang Lyrics
Still D.R.E. Lyrics
The Next Episode Lyrics
The Chronic (1992)
Keep Their Heads Ringin' (Single) (1995)
2001 (1999)
Chronic (2001)
[Dr. Dre]
Y'all know me, still the same O.G., but I been low key
Hated on by most these niggaz wit no cheese, no deals and no G's
No wheels and no keys, no boats no snowmobiles, and no ski's
Mad at me cause I can finally afford to provide my family wit
groceries
Got a crib wit a studio and it's all full of tracks
to add to the wall full of plaques
Hangin up in the office in back of my house like trophies
Did y'all think I'ma let my dough freeze? Hoe please
You better bow down on both knees
Who you think taught you to smoke trees?
Who you think brought you the oldies?
Eazy-E's, Ice Cube's, and D.O.C's
The Snoop D-O-double-G's
and the group that said mother-'F**k Tha Police'
Gave you a tape full of dope beats
to bump when you stroll through in your hood
And when your album sales wasn't doin too good
who's the Doctor they told you to go see?
Y'all better listen up closely
All you niggaz that said that I turned pop, or The Firm flopped
Y'all are the reason that Dre ain't been gettin no sleep
so F**K Y'ALL, all of y'all; if y'all don't like me, BLOW ME!
Y'all are gonna keep f**kin around wit me
and turn me back to the old me
Chorus: Eminem (repeat 2X)
Nowadays everybody wanna talk like they got somethin to say
but nothin comes out when they move their lips;
just a bunch of gibberish
And motherf**kers act like they forgot about Dre
[Eminem]
So what do you say to somebody you hate (What?)
Or anyone tryin to bring trouble your way?
Wanna resolve things in a bloodier way? (YUP)
Then just study a tape of N.W.A.!
One day I was walkin by, wit a Walkman on, when I caught a guy
give me an awkward eye (What you lookin at?)
And strangled him off in the parkin lot, wit his Karl Kani
I don't give a f**k if it's dark or not
I'm harder than me tryin to park a Dodge
when I'm drunk as f**k
Right next to a humungous truck in a two-car garage {*CRUNCH*}
Hoppin out wit two broken legs, tryin to walk it off
'F**k you too bitch, call the cops!'
I'ma kill you and them loud ass motherf**kin barkin dogs
And when the cops came through
me and Dre stood next to a burnt down house
Wit a can full of gas and a hand full of matches
And still weren't found out (RIGHT HERE)
From here on out it's the Chronic 2
Startin today and tomorrow's the new
And I'm still loco enough
To choke you to death wit a Charleston Chew
{*Eminem's vocal turntable*}
Slim shady - hotter then a set of twin babies
in a Mercedes Benz wit the windows up
when the temp goes up to the mid 80's
Callin men ladies; sorry Doc but I been crazy
There's no way that you can save me
It's okay, go with him Hailey (Da-da?)
Chorus
[Dr. Dre]
If it was up to me, you muh'f**kers would stop comin up to me
wit your hands out lookin up to me, like you want somethin free
When my last CD was out, you wasn't bumpin me
But now that I got this little company
Everybody wanna come to me like it was some disease
But you won't get a crumb from me
Cause I'm from the streets of (Compton, Compton)
I told em all - all them little gangstas
Who you think helped mold 'em all?
Now you wanna run around talkin bout guns like I ain't got none
What you think I sold 'em all?
Cause I stay well off
Now all I get is hate mail all day sayin Dre fell off
What cause I been in the lab wit a pen and a pad
tryin to get this damn label off?
I ain't havin that; this is the millenium of Aftermath
It ain't gon' be nothin after that
So give me one more platinum plaque
and f**k rap! You can have it back
So where's all the Madd Rappers at?
It's like a jungle in this habitat
But all you savage cats, know that I was strapped wit gats
when you were cuddlin a Cabbage Patch
Chorus
Chorus 1/2 (after music ends)
La-da-da-da-dahh
It's the motherfuckin D-O-double-G
Snoop Dogg!
La-da-da-da-dahh
You know I'm mobbin' with the D.R.E.
Yeah Yeah Yeah
You know who's back up in this motherfucker!
What what what what?
So blaze the weed up then!
Blaze it up, blaze it up!
Just blaze that shit up nigga, yeah, 'sup Snoop?
Top Dogg, bite me all, nigga burn the shit up
D-P-G-C my nigga turn that shit up
C-P-T, L-B-C, yeah we hookin' back up
And when they bang this in the club baby you got to get up
Thug niggaz drug dealers yeah they givin' it up
Lowlife, yo' life, boy we livin' it up
Takin' chances while we dancin' in the party fo' sho'
Slip my hoe a forty-fo' and she got in the back do'
Bitches lookin' at me strange but you know I don't care
Step up in this motherfucker just a-swangin' my hair
Bitch quit talkin', quick walk if you down with the set
Take a bullet with some dick and take this dope from this jet
Out of town, put it down for the Father of Rap
And if yo' ass get cracked, bitch shut yo' trap
Come back, get back, that's the part of success
If you believe in the S you'll be relievin' your stress
La-da-da-da-dahh
It's the motherfuckin' D.R.E.
Dr. Dre Motherfucker!
La-da-da-da-dahhh
You know I'm mobbin' with the D-O-double-G
Straight off the fuckin' streets of C-P-T
King of the beats you ride to 'em in your Fleet (Fleetwood)
or Coupe DeVille rollin' on dubs
How you feelin whoopty-whoop nigga whut?
Dre and Snoop chronic'ed out in the 'llac
with Doc in the back, sippin on 'gnac (yeah)
Clip in the strap, dippin' through hoods (what hoods?)
Compton, Long Beach, Inglewood!
South Central out to the Westside (wessyde)
It's California Love, this California bud got a nigga gang of pub
I'm on one, I might bail up in the Century Club
with my jeans on, and my team strong
Get my drink on, and my smoke on
Then go home with, somethin' to poke on (whassup bitch?)
Loc it's on for the two-triple-oh
Comin' real, it's the next episode...
Hold up, hey
for my niggaz who be thinkin we soft
We don't, play
We gon' rock it til the wheels fall off
Hold up, hey
for my niggaz who be actin too bold
Take a seat
Hope you ready for the next episode
Hey
Smoke weed ever'day
[Snoop Doggy Dogg]
One, two, three and to the fo'
Snoop Doggy Dogg and Dr. Dre are at the do'
Ready to make an entrance, so back on up
(Cause you know we 'bout had to rip shit up)
Gimme the microphone first, so I can bust like a bubble
Compton and Long Beach together, now you know you in trouble
Ain't nothin' but a G thang, baaaaabay!
Two loc'ed out G's so we're craaaaazay!
Death Row is the label that paaaaays me!
Unfadable, so please don't try to fade this (Hell yeah)
But, uh, back to the lecture at hand
Perfection is perfected, so I'm 'a let 'em understand
From a young G's perspective
And before me dig out a bitch I have ta' find a contraceptive
You never know she could be earnin' her man,
And learnin' her man, and at the same time burnin' her man
Now you know I ain't wit that shit, Lieutenant
Ain't no pussy good enough to get burnt while I'm up in it
(yeah) Now that's realer than real-deal Holyfield
And now all you hookas and ho's know how I feel
Well if it's good enough to get broke off a proper chunk
I'll take a small piece of some of that funky stuff
Hook: Snoop Doggy Dogg
It's like this and like that and like this and uh
It's like that and like this and like that and uh
It's like this and like that and like this and uh
Dre, creep to the mic like a phantom
[Dr. Dre]
Well I'm peepin', and I'm creepin', and I'm creep-in'
But I damn near got caught, 'cause my beeper kept beepin'
Now it's time for me to make my impression felt
So sit back, relax, and strap on your seatbelt
You never been on a ride like this befo'
With a producer who can rap and control the maestro
At the same time with the dope rhyme that I kick
You know, and I know, I flow some ol funky shit
To add to my collection, the selection
Symbolizes dope, take a toke, but don't choke
If ya' do, ya' have no clue
O' what me and my homey Snoop Dogg came to do
Hook: Snoop Doggy Dogg & Dr. Dre
It's like this and like that and like this and uh
It's like that and like this and like that and uh
It's like this, and we ain't got no love for those
So jus' chill, 'til the next episode
[Snoop Doggy Dogg]
Fallin' back on that ass with a hellified gangsta' lean
Gettin' funky on the mic like a' old batch o' collard greens
It's the capital S, oh yes, the fresh N-double O-P
D-O-double G-Y D-O-double G ya' see
Showin' much flex when it's time to wreck a mic
pimpin' ho's and clockin' a grip like my name was Dolomite
Yeah, and it don't quit
I think they in a mood for some mothafuckin' G shit
So Dre. (What up Dogg?)
We gotta give 'em what dey want (What's that, G?)
We gotta break 'em off somethin' (Hell yeah)
And it's gotta be bumpin' (City of Compton!)
[Dr. Dre]
It's where it takes place so I'm a ask your attention
Mobbin like a mothafucka but I ain't lynchin
Droppin' the funky shit that's makin the sucka niggaz mumble
When I'm on the mic, it's like a cookie, they all crumble
Try to get close, and your ass'll get smacked
My mothafuckin homie Doggy Dogg has my back
Never let me slip, 'cause if I slip, then I'm slippin'
But if I got my Nina, then you know I'm straight trippin'
And I'm a continue to put the rap down, put the mack down
And if your bitches talk shit, I have ta' put the smack down
Yeah, and ya' don't stop
I told you I'm just like a clock when I tick and I tock
But I'm never off, always on, 'til the break dawn
C-O-M-P-T-O-N, and the city they call Long Beach
Puttin' the shit together
Like my nigga D.O.C., no one can do it better
Hook: Dr. Dre & Snoop Doggy Dogg
Like this, that and this and uh
It's like that and like this and like that and uh
It's like this, and we ain't got no love for those
So jus' chill, 'til the next episode
• Dr. Dre Discography
• Maxine Nightingale - Right Back Where We Started From Lyrics
• Limp Bizkit - Behind Blue Eyes Lyrics
• Kelly Clarkson - Because of You Lyrics
• Madonna - Sorry Lyrics
• System Of A Down - Toxicity Lyrics
• Bliss - Hundred Thousand Angels Lyrics
• Coldplay - The Scientist Lyrics
• Bow Wow feat. Omarion - Let Me Hold You Lyrics
• John Mayer - Your Body Is A Wonderland Lyrics
• Puddle Of Mudd - Blurry Lyrics
• Sum 41 - Pieces Lyrics
• Bryan Adams - Please Forgive Me Lyrics
• Nickelback - Photograph Lyrics
• Goo Goo Dolls - Here Is Gone Lyrics
• Chicane feat. Tom Jones - Stoned In Love Lyrics
• Archies - Sugar, Sugar (Kids Shows Soundtrack) Lyrics
• Robin S. - Show Me Love Lyrics
• James Taylor - You've Got A Friend Lyrics
• D-12 - Pistol Pistol Lyrics
• Floaters - Float On Lyrics
Top Lyrics - karaoke lyricks, songtext liryc, liedjesteksten, lyric search, lyrik songtekst, song liric-s, lirik paroles, letras de musica, teksty piosenek, oldies lirycs, songteksten... | |
|
|
|
