*featuring Hittman
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[Dr. Dre]
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Hey, yo whassup?
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My name is Dre
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Can I blaze some Chonic witchu?
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[girl]
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Nigga what? FO' SHO'!
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Roll that shit up!
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[Dr. Dre]
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Hell yeah, still "Alwayz Into Somethin'"
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Heart still in Compton
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The comp can't oppose, dope Cali platinum classicals
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Introduced you to my Doggs, that don't love hoes
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and Firm Fiascoes - assholes
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Fucked you up with my last video, tuxed up
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doin a tango..
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And cash, always in my grasp
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Came up in the game wearin khakis not kangols, stranglin hoes
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When asked about it in most interviews I just laugh
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Now I vacate with hoes with a gang of ass
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One feed me mangoes, the other lightin my hash
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Rap tabloids write Dre's light in the ass (what?)
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Came home uptight, ready to mash
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like a gas pedal, get on that sixty-four Chevy level
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AK-47 heavy metal
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Who say Dre ain't ghetto? Just whistle like a tea kettle
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I throw three at you, tell me if you see devils
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cause we rebels over here, I smell Chronic in the air
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that means we takin over this year
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You hear?
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[girl] Chronic, two-thousand, "ONE! [echoes]" - KRS-One
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[Dre] That means we takin over this year, ya hear?
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[girl]
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Light Speed, blazin Chronic through the galaxy
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Hydro, doja, chocolate thai weed
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Or we might be sippin on gin or Hennessey
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Fuck that, where that new shit, The Chronic Iced Teas
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[Hittman]
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I hang among hustlers, I slang and hoo-bang Bronson
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when bustaz roll through, can't fuck with my bold crew
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We will hold you captive and bust
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cause gangbangin is the active, activity
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where I be livin B, there ain't no Liberty Statue
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Hope you got your gat, don't let them catch you
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slippin, without yours, it's warfare outdoors
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Ambulance, violent uproars
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Trash niggaz takin out like chores I meet whores on tours
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Jeans hot as pepper so I sip, champagne on stormy shores
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We on some hardcore, pornographic
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Totin Austrian firearms that's made out of plastic
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In these drastic surroundings, it be sounding like
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Lebanon, makin fools "RETREAT!" like Megatron and Starscream
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Oh yeah I scream-on-stars
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to get loot and crossover like Kareem Abdul-Jabbar
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Get out your car son, that's how I came to bougie niggaz
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Act bad one, it's either that or make front page stardom
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I'm the Golden Child, chased by Sodom
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?? gots my bulletproof it's hard to shoot me you hear?
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(By the time you see him (BLAM BLAM))
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That means it's real fuckin hard to shoot me, you hear?
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[girl]
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Light Speed, blazin Chronic through the galaxy
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Hydro, doja, chocolate thai weed
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Or we might be sippin on gin or Hennessey
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Fuck that, where that new shit, The Chronic Iced Teas
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Light Speed
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Dr Dre |