and you pick out the best box The rover ridin'(Dre), the chevy speakin'(Dre) Yo' hoe she vibin'(Dre), She gonna let Dre hit it I'm from North Miami
we should promote operas [Verse 2: The Game] Chevy ridin' high boy, look at the hot wheels If you hotheaded we gonna pop still And when I pop the trunk
(feat. Keyshia Cole) [Dre:] This is, fo sho This is, fo sho Hehe, beat novacane [Dre:] One of them jump-out boys jackin toys out their cars i remember
view for huh Benson I shoulda pulled out the Bentley Coupe The GT seats look like Campbell Soup Mmmm mmmm good you so lovely You say you from the hood; you sayin dre
's the Hindi that has gotten in me whatever's got into me I don't mind your dreams of getting fulfilled, I am literally getting the chills spitting at will, me and Dre
bit but I pop nines Tell niggaz, "Get they money right," cuz I got mine And I'm around quit playin nigga you can't shine You gon be that next chump to end up in the trunk
know everytime Busta-Bus be holdin the fort, my nigga watch how we shuttin it down, The way we put it on, comin through like a steamroller, me and Dre
belafonte Lookin' for them suckers that jumped my homey le le All up in this bitch with the gin and tanqueray dink like mr.wendal smoke bud like dr dre
at these Niggaz With Attitudes Look at these Niggaz With Attitudes Look at these Niggaz With Attitudes Look at these Niggaz With Attitudes {Hello..} [Dr. Dre
to this shit, If I say it, I mean it, And I empty out clips, Like I do my old english Fuck the police, Like Dre said, If I had money on a nigga
me, all I wanna do is dig off in them kidneys Tell ya boyfriend he better mind his business, 'fore he end up in the trunk of my Bentley I am still a boss
shit Yeah I gave you a classic in my day view Cashflow for the hoes I bought (Straight to) You wanna ride you can't be acting like Dre foo' N.W.A, I
has gotten in me Whatever's got into me, I don't mind Your dreams are getting' fulfilled, ooh, I'm literally getting' the chills Spittin' at will, me and Dre
hit the dough Then hit the hood, ay blood what they hitting for Whole hood tatted up, bandana white side jeans coming out Busters leave when it's nighttime 15s in the trunk
game from the notorious Compton G Back with some shit that gots to bump As you pull up in the park, you pops the trunk Just to floss it like a motherfuker
of magazines, full clips and heavy metal When the smoke settle, I'm just lookin' For a big yellow in six inch stilettos Dr. Dre, hello, percolatin',
want it [Dr. Dre] Uhh, actin a fool, nigga done paid his dues and got my receipt in return, so I recline the leather seats with a trunk full of beats
more The K-double-O-L, the K-E-I-T-H Check it out I trust talent, whattup Flex, JoJo and K-Ci put me on next Eighteen times let my record play like Dr. Dre
