ride? Don't you wanna ride? Don't you wanna ride? Yo, yo uh, looking back on school arts and crafts Fuck after staf beat up after class I was like Dr. Dre
Rollin' down the street, smokin' endo Sippin' on gin and juice, laid back With my mind on my money And my money on my mind Later on that day, my homey Dr. Dre
please let me make mo cheese Cuz I aint quite ready to leave (No) [X2] (I've got all my life to live, plus with all my love to give) [Dr. Dre] Smokin
of these At ease, as I mob with the Dogg Pound, feel the breeze beeeitch, I'm just Chorus Verse Three: Later on that day My homey Dr. Dre came through
P? Dr. Dre My nephew Scott on the beat, Illy Philly Delphia Yeah, baby, it's another one, funky as they come Evey Eve an' Doggy Dogg, bitch, please
You know where my shows at, just keep your ears open And if you driving please don't get caught, with your beers open Like Dr. Dre I'm still smoking,
Was looking for a place to get, I pulled out a pen and placed a check. Somebody send a message to Dr. Dre and Eminem They taking so long to drop that
In fact, I steps with a tech in the back In the hood, ain't got no love, so I packs a strap And I once knew a nigga named Dr. Dre He was a baller from
't know what you been thinkin', don't know what you been drinkin' But you get outta line, boy, I'll lay your ass down I've been out in LA with Dre and
, whattup Detroit? Nu uh, nu uh, nuh, no, he didn't Ahh! they didn't do it again What what, what-what? Did you shit on these niggaz two times Dr. Dre?
I'm out the closet, i been lying my ass off All this time, me and dre been fucking with hats off Dr Dre: Suck it marshall Eminem: Tell laura and her
E, they tried to fade you on Dre Day But Dre Day only met Eazy's pay day all of a sudden Dr Dre is a G thang, but on his old album cover he was a she
you're wet and wearin' boots [Gangsta Dresta] Damn E they tried to fade you on Dre Day But Dre Day only make Eazy's payday All of a sudden Dr. Dre
f*ck up! Man, f*ck this shit All right smartass, I am takin? your black ass to jail [Dr.Dre] M.C. Ren, will you please give your testimony to the jury
ya. Because my attitude's a little bigger, Cause MC Ren is one of the real niggaz. Dre: Lost in the motherfucking world of madness, sadness, But Dre
down the street, smokin indo, sippin on gin and juice Laid back [with my mind on my money and my money on my mind] Verse Three: Later on that day-hay My homey Dr. Dre
feelin, got the crowd screamin Dancin on the ceilin So hate if you wanna man, say what you say But gospel rap wit Bone is like LA wit out a Dr. Dre Or