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Still D.R.E.

Testo Still D.R.E. - Dr. Dre

Testo della canzone Still D.R.E. (Dr. Dre), tratta dall'album 2001

Yeah, nigga, I'm still fuckin' wit' ya
Still waters run deep
Still Snoop Dogg and D-R-E
'99 nigga (guess who's back)
Still, still doing that shit, Andre?
Oh, for sho', yeah, check me out
It's still Dre Day nigga, AK nigga
Though I've grown a lot, can't keep it home a lot
'Cause when I frequent the spots that I'm known to rock
You hear the bass from the trunk when I'm on the block
Ladies, they pay homage, but haters say Dre fell off
How nigga? My last album was The Chronic
They want to know if he still got it
They say rap's changed, they want to know how I feel about it
(If you ain't up on thangs)
Dr. Dre is the name, I'm ahead of my game
Still, puffing my leafs, still fuck with the beats
Still not lovin' police (uh huh)
Still rock my khakis with a cuff and a crease (for sho')
Still got love for the streets, reppin' 213 (for life)
Still the beat bangs, still doin' my thang
Since I left, ain't too much changed, still
I'm representin' for the gangsters all across the world (still)
Hittin' them corners in them low, low's girl (still)
Takin' my time to perfect the beat
And I still got love for the streets, it's the D-R-E
I'm representin' for the gangsters all across the world (still)
Hittin' them corners in them low, low's girl (still)
Takin' my time to perfect the beat
And I still got love for the streets, it's the D-R-E
Since the last time you heard from me, I lost some friends
Well, hell, me and Snoop, we dippin' again
Kept my ear to the streets, signed Eminem
He's triple platinum, doing 50 a week
Still, I stay close to the heat
And even when I was close to defeat, I rose to my feet
My life's like a soundtrack I wrote to the beat
Treat rap like Cali weed, I smoke 'til I sleep
Wake up in the a.m., compose a beat
I bring the fire 'til you're soakin' in your seat
It's not a fluke, it's been tried, I'm the truth
Since, Turn Off the Lights, from the World Class Wreckin' Cru
I'm still at it, After-mathematics
In the home of drive-by's and ak-matics
Swap meets, sticky green, and bad traffic
I dip through then I get skin, D-R-E
I'm representin' for the gangsters all across the world (still)
Hittin' them corners in them low, low's girl (still)
Takin' my time to perfect the beat
And I still got love for the streets, it's the D-R-E
I'm representin' for the gangsters all across the world (still)
Hittin' them corners in them low, low's girl (still)
Takin' my time to perfect the beat
And I still got love for the streets, it's the D-R-E
It ain't nothing but more hot shit
Another classic CD for y'all to vibe with
Whether you're cooling on a corner with your fly bitch
Laid back in the shack, play this track
I'm representing for the gangsters all across the world
(Still, hittin' them corners in them low, low's girl)
I'll break your neck, damn near put your face in your lap
Niggas try to be the king but the ace is back
(So if you ain't up on thangs)
Dr. Dre be the name, still runnin' the game
Still, got it wrapped like a mummy
Still, ain't trippin', love to see young blacks get money
Spend time out the hood, take they moms out the hood
Hit my boys off with jobs, no more livin' hard
Barbeques every day, drivin' fancy cars
Still gon' get mine regardless (still)
I'm representin' for the gangsters all across the world (still)
Hittin' them corners in them low, low's girl (still)
Takin' my time to perfect the beat
And I still got love for the streets, it's the D-R-E
I'm representin' for the gangsters all across the world (still)
Hittin' them corners in them low, low's girl (still)
Takin' my time to perfect the beat
And I still got love for the streets, it's the D-R-E
I'm representin' for the gangsters all across the world (still)
Hittin' them corners in them low, low's girl (still)
Takin' my time to perfect the beat
And I still got love for the streets, it's the D-R-E
Right back up in ya motherfuckin' ass
9-5 plus four pennies, add that shit up
D-R-E right back on top of thangs
Smoke some with your dog
No stress, no seeds, no stems, no sticks!
Some of that real sticky icky icky
Ooh wee! Put it in the air
Boy, you's a fool, D-R-E



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Writer(s): Scott Spencer Storch, Andre Romell Young, Shawn C. Carter, Melvin Charles Bradford
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