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Dr. Dre


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It's the motherfuckin' one and only D-O-double-G
(Snoop Dogg!)

You know I'm mobbin' with the D-R-E
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 'em 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 niggas, drug dealers, yeah, they givin' it up

Lowlife, yo' life, boy, we livin' it up

Takin' chances while we dancin' in the party for sure

Slip my ho 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', Crip walk, stay 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


It's the motherfuckin' D.R.E. (Dr. Dre, motherfucker)


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 what?

Dre and Snoop chronic'd out in the 'llac

With Doc in the back, sippin' on 'gnac

Clip in the strap, dippin' through hoods (what hoods?)

Compton, Long Beach, Inglewood

South Central out to the westside; 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

Loc, it's on for the two-triple-oh

Comin' real, it's the next episode

Hold up, hey

For my niggas who be thinkin' we soft, we don't play

We gonna rock it 'til the wheels fall off

Hold up, hey

For my niggas who be actin' too bold, take a seat

Hope you ready for the next episode

Hey, hey, hey, hey

Smoke weed every day


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