Текст песни Dr. Dre f Hittman - The Chronic 2001, слова песни Dr. Dre f Hittman

Текст песни Dr. Dre f Hittman - The Chronic 2001

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[Dr. Dre]Hey, yo whassup?My name is DreCan I blaze some Chonic witchu?[girl]Nigga what? FO` SHO`!Roll that shit up![Dr. Dre]Hell yeah, still "Alwayz Into Somethin`"Heart still in ComptonThe comp can`t oppose, dope Cali platinum classicalsIntroduced you to my Doggs, that don`t love hoesand Firm Fiascoes - assholesFucked you up with my last video, tuxed updoin a tango..And cash, always in my graspCame up in the game wearin khakis not kangols, stranglin hoesWhen asked about it in most interviews I just laughNow I vacate with hoes with a gang of assOne feed me mangoes, the other lightin my hashRap tabloids write Dre`s light in the ass (what?)Came home uptight, ready to mashlike a gas pedal, get on that sixty-four Chevy levelAK-47 heavy metalWho say Dre ain`t ghetto? Just whistle like a tea kettleI throw three at you, tell me if you see devilscause we rebels over here, I smell Chronic in the airthat means we takin over this yearYou hear?[girl] Chronic, two-thousand, "ONE! {*echoes*}" --> KRS-One[Dre] That means we takin over this year, ya hear?[girl]Light Speed, blazin Chronic through the galaxyHydro, doja, chocolate thai weedOr we might be sippin on gin or HennesseyFuck that, where that new shit, The Chronic Iced Teas[Hittman]I hang among hustlers, I slang and hoo-bang Bronsonwhen bustaz roll through, can`t fuck with my bold crewWe will hold you captive and bustcause gangbangin is the active, activitywhere I be livin B, there ain`t no Liberty StatueHope you got your gat, don`t let them catch youslippin, without yours, it`s warfare outdoorsAmbulance, violent uproarsTrash niggaz takin out like chores I meet whores on toursJeans hot as pepper so I sip, champagne on stormy shoresWe on some hardcore, pornographicTotin Austrian firearms that`s made out of plasticIn these drastic surroundings, it be sounding likeLebanon, makin fools "RETREAT!" like Megatron and StarscreamOh yeah I scream-on-starsto get loot and crossover like Kareem Abdul-JabbarGet out your car son, that`s how I came to bougie niggazAct bad one, it`s either that or make front page stardomI`m the Golden Child, chased by Sodom?? gots my bulletproof it`s hard to shoot me you hear?(By the time you see him {*BLAM BLAM*})That means it`s real fuckin hard to shoot me, you hear?[girl]Light Speed, blazin Chronic through the galaxyHydro, doja, chocolate thai weedOr we might be sippin on gin or HennesseyFuck that, where that new shit, The Chronic Iced Teas

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