Текст песни Dr. Dre f Snoop Doggy Dogg, Dat Nigga Da - Death Row Greatest Hits
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Intro: JewellUh no, ride with me, ooh babeUh no, ride with me, oh yeahSo many people wanna ride with meBumpin thru the streets gettin high with meAnd if you`re down to ride with meCos you`re rollin with the RowVerse 1: Dr. Dre, Snoop Doggy DoggCreepin down the back street on DeezI got my Glock cocked cos niggas want theseNow soon as I said itseems I got sweatedBy some nigga with a Tek 9tryin ta take mineya wanna make noise, make noiseI make a phone call my niggas comin like the Gotti boysbodies bein found on Greenleafwith their fuckin heads cut offMotherfucker I`m Dreso listen to the play-by-playday-by-dayrollin in my `4 with sixteen switchesAnd got sounds for the bitchesclockin all the richesGot the hollow points for the snitchesSo would you just walk on byCos I`m too hard to liftand no this ain`t AerosmithIt`s the motherfuckin D-R-Efrom the CPTon a rhymin spreea straight GHop back as I pop my top ya tripI let the hollow points commence toPOP POP POPyeahcos if it don`t stopI have to put my shit in reversego back and take another stopcos I`mRollin down the motherfuckin backstreetswit my drink and my cup and my strap in my lap, seeAin`t nothin but the G Funk, bumpin in my ????Hell yeah[Dre] With all the niggas sayinChorus: JewellSo many people wanna ride with meBumpin thru the streets gettin high with me (Hell yeah)And if you`re down to ride with meCos you`re rollin with the Row!(with all the niggas sayin)So many people wanna ride with meBumpin thru the streets gettin high with me (Hell yeah)And if you`re down to ride with meCos you`re rollin with the Row!Verse 2: Dre, SnoopJust another motherfuckin day for Dreso I begin like thisNo medallions, dreadlocks, or black fistsIt`s just that gangster glarewith gangsta rapsthat gangsta shitmakes a gang of snapsUhh, word to the motherfuckin streetsand word to these hyped ass lyrics and dope beatsthat I hit ya withthat I get ya withas I groove in my `4 on Deezhittin the switchesbitches relax while I get my proper swerve onbumpin like a motherfucker ready to get my serve onbut before I hit the dope spotI gotta get the chronic, the Remy Martin and my soda popNow I`m smellin like indo-nesiabus stop full of fly bitches and skeezersCos my `4 on hitpancake front and back, side to sideand all that shitso when I crawl I comes correctnow, if your bitch in my shit, it`s your bitch you check niggaNow let the Chevrolet slideas I dip a nigga trip to the south sideyeahRight back up in you it`s the D-R-EWitta ounce as we bounce thru the CPTDiamond in the back, gators on the wheels