Creepin down the back street on Deez I got my glock ********ed cuz ********z want these Now soon as I said it, seems I got sweated By some ******** witha tech 9 tryin to take mine ya wanna make noise, make noise I make a phone call my ********z comin like the Gotti boys Bodies bein found on Greenleaf With their ******** heads cut off, mother******** I'm Dre So listen to the play-by-play, day-by-day Rollin in my 4 with 16 switches And got sounds for the ********, clockin all the riches Got the hollow points for the snitches So would you just walk on by, cuz I'm too hard to lift And no this ain't Aerosmith It's the mother******** D-R-E, from the C-P-T on a rhymin spree, a straight G Hop back as I pop my top ya trip I let the hollow points commence to POP POP POP Yeah, cuz if it don't stop I have to put my ************t in reverse, go back and take another stop Cause I'm (Rollin in my six-fo) With all the ********z sayin
Chorus: Swing down, sweet chariot stop and, let me ride Hell Yeah Swing down, sweet chariot stop and, let me ride With all the ********z sayin Swing down, sweet chariot stop and, let me ride Hell yeah Swing down, sweet chariot stop and, let me ride
Just another mother******** day for Dre so I begin like this No medallions, dreadlocks, or black fists it's just That gangster glare, with gangster raps That gangster ************t, that makes the gang of snaps, uhh Word to the mother******** streets And word to these hyped ass lyrics and **** beats that I Hit ya with that I, get ya with as I groove in my four on deez, hittin the switches ******** relax while I get my proper swerve on Bumpin like a mother******** ready to get my swerve on But before I hit the **** spot I gotta get the chronic, the Remy Martin and my soda pop Now I'm smellin like indo-nesia Bus stop full of fly ******** and skeezers On my ************, cause my four on hit Pancake front and back, side to side, and all that ************t So when I crawl I comes correct Now, if your ************ in my ************t, it's your ************ you check ******** Now let the Chevrolet slide As I dip a ******** trip to the south side, yeah (Rollin in my six-fo) With all the ******** sayin
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Check this out The sun went down when I hit Slausson On my way to the strip, now I'm just flossin Checkin my rearview cause ********z they will do Jack moves, black fools cause I smack fools Try to set me up for a two-eleven ******** around and get caught up in a one-eight-seven But I don't represent no ******** Some ********z like lynchin but I just watch them hang So on and so on, why don't you let me roll on I remember back in the dayz when I used to have to get my stroll on Didn't nobody wanna speak, now everybody Peepin out they windows when they hear me beatin up the streets Is it Dre? Is it Dre? That's what they say, every single mother******** day, yo But I ain't trippin I'm just kickin it While my deez keep spinnin and these hoes keep grinnin I'll be (Rollin in my six-fo) With everybody sayin
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[00:13.19]Creepin down the back street on Deez [00:15.71]I got my glock ********ed cuz ********z want these [00:18.26]Now soon as I said it, seems I got sweated [00:20.74]By some ******** witha tech 9 tryin to take mine [00:23.51]ya wanna make noise, make noise [00:25.45]I make a phone call my ********z comin like the Gotti boys [00:28.73]Bodies bein found on Greenleaf [00:30.77]With their ******** heads cut off, mother******** I'm Dre [00:33.78]So listen to the play-by-play, day-by-day [00:36.45]Rollin in my 4 with 16 switches [00:39.36]And got sounds for the ********, clockin all the riches [00:42.30]Got the hollow points for the snitches [00:44.46]So would you just walk on by, cuz I'm too hard to lift [00:47.36]And no this ain't Aerosmith [00:49.56]It's the mother******** D-R-E, from the C-P-T [00:52.34]on a rhymin spree, a straight G [00:54.66]Hop back as I pop my top ya trip [00:57.11]I let the hollow points commence to POP POP POP [00:59.93]Yeah, cuz if it don't stop [01:02.01]I have to put my ************t in reverse, go back and take another stop [01:05.24]Cause I'm (Rollin in my six-fo) [01:08.26]With all the ********z sayin [01:09.31] [01:09.77]Chorus: [01:10.43]Swing down, sweet chariot stop and, let me ride [01:13.87]Hell Yeah [01:15.02]Swing down, sweet chariot stop and, let me ride [01:18.53]With all the ********z sayin [01:19.95]Swing down, sweet chariot stop and, let me ride [01:23.97]Hell yeah [01:25.21]Swing down, sweet chariot stop and, let me ride [01:25.89] [01:26.36] [01:32.50]Just another mother******** day for Dre so I begin like this [01:36.13]No medallions, dreadlocks, or black fists it's just [01:38.92]That gangster glare, with gangster raps [01:41.14]That gangster ************t, that makes the gang of snaps, uhh [01:44.23]Word to the mother******** streets [01:46.39]And word to these hyped ass lyrics and **** beats that I [01:49.39]Hit ya with that I, get ya with [01:51.68]as I groove in my four on deez, hittin the switches [01:54.68]******** relax while I get my proper swerve on [01:57.29]Bumpin like a mother******** ready to get my swerve on [01:59.81]But before I hit the **** spot [02:02.16]I gotta get the chronic, the Remy Martin and my soda pop [02:05.00]Now I'm smellin like indo-nesia [02:07.46]Bus stop full of fly ******** and skeezers [02:10.23]On my ************, cause my four on hit [02:12.36]Pancake front and back, side to side, and all that ************t [02:15.47]So when I crawl I comes correct [02:17.65]Now, if your ************ in my ************t, it's your ************ you check ******** [02:20.55]Now let the Chevrolet slide [02:22.70]As I dip a ******** trip to the south side, yeah [02:25.58](Rollin in my six-fo) With all the ******** sayin [02:27.65] [02:28.00]Chorus [02:28.64] [02:28.99] [02:53.17]Check this out [02:54.51]The sun went down when I hit Slausson [02:56.95]On my way to the strip, now I'm just flossin [02:59.46]Checkin my rearview cause ********z they will do [03:02.12]Jack moves, black fools cause I smack fools [03:04.83]Try to set me up for a two-eleven [03:07.18]******** around and get caught up in a one-eight-seven [03:09.88]But I don't represent no ******** [03:11.75]Some ********z like lynchin but I just watch them hang [03:14.89]So on and so on, why don't you let me roll on [03:16.97]I remember back in the dayz when I used to have to get my stroll on [03:20.62]Didn't nobody wanna speak, now everybody [03:23.06]Peepin out they windows when they hear me beatin up the streets [03:25.97]Is it Dre? Is it Dre? [03:27.75]That's what they say, every single mother******** day, yo [03:30.59]But I ain't trippin I'm just kickin it [03:33.09]While my deez keep spinnin and these hoes keep grinnin I'll be [03:36.21](Rollin in my six-fo) With everybody sayin [03:37.30] [03:38.50]Chorus [03:40.39] [03:41.02] [03:41.61] [03:42.02] [03:42.49] [03:42.87] [03:43.34]
