I you, to understand something That I come up in this bitch I want the fans jumping I want the fists, pumping in the air, I look like a millionaire But I feel a million bucks, ladies won't ya fill your cups Shady's come to fill ya up, are you a D or a C You could even be a B, it's just me and You'll be in the E.R., we are with so much TNT We may blow, no not even CPR the EMT's help you to resuscitate, you busters must be flustered, wait You can't cut the mustard, what's problem, can't you bust a grape? {*chka-chk-chk*} What's my name? Shady and just crushed the game It's really not even fair to them, cause pale in comparison So much they might as well wear his Don't you you could just share his pen? Cause this shit's getting The fog is and the air is thin Cause he won't let them try to breathe He makes it look so easy, girl you just hit the
Now this'll be the part of the that they drop the needle on And hell, breaks, Try to restrain us you can't contain us, we're still gonna a stink No what, we, do we go it seems we're looking for any excuse To just, cut, So this'll be the part of the song they drop the needle on And hell, breaks,
This is when shit hits the fan, it just splattered on Stan This is the only moment that matters, your homie with Mathers Like chaos erupts, Em's in back, Dre's in the So do what we say at once, this like a seance, it hums (It makes stay in a trance, no choice, they have to dance) It's like the playoffs, just making sure we stay in the hunt Take a day off for what? Man, you lay off the blunts You be smoking something You think I ain't nothing, stay off my nuts Now hit the baby, time to wipe away all the rust Shake all them cobwebs loose, loosen up a little bit of Grey Goose Yeah girl shake that caboose, I don't wanna see you try to make no D-R-E is on the loose, a mongoose it comes to the chronic use You know I can't stand to lose, me and my are like animals We come like a pack of wolves, and we came here to retract the roof Yeah man that the truth, girl your man's back in the booth Definitely back up in this bitch, and this is when all hell breaks
Now this'll be the part of the that they drop the needle on And hell, breaks, Try to us you can't contain us, we're still gonna make a stink No what, we, do Everywhere we go it seems we're looking for any To just, cut, So this'll be the part of the song that drop the needle on And hell, breaks,
Now I know you're feeling discouraged but just mark my words I'm the flow, liquid courage I'm fin' to blow As soon as we hit the do' power head to toe I'm to push it as far as words are meant to go We're in the indigo Winnebago with tinted as we proceed to beat up the block wit yo' ho With speakers knocking it's 3 o'clock, me and Doc then to drop "E" and hop out the vehicle and on your do'
Yeah, so let us in 'fore we huff and and we blow We ain't for nothing, we'll knock the stuffing out you Revenge is so sweet, move 'til you your feet Yeah, it or lose it freak, move to the beat, lose yourself indubitably Pass up on that little cute Right there that'll be damn stupid of me and raised in the C-P-T, yeah Los Angeles, rules of the streets Them haters on me, but I refuse to lose any sleep Keep that deuce-deuce in the seat, "Dre fell off", that's to me
Now this'll be the of the song that they drop the needle on And hell, breaks, Try to restrain us you can't contain us, we're still gonna make a No what, we, do Everywhere we go it seems we're looking for any To just, cut, So this'll be the part of the that they drop the needle on And hell, breaks,