Oooh! Ladies and gentlemen, the moment all been waiting for In corner, weighing 175 pounds, with a record of 17 rapes 400 assaults, and 4 murders, the undisputed, diabolical Villain in the world, Shady!
So a bottle, let your body waddle act like a snobby model You just hit the Uh oh uh oh, hopping in my Tahoe Got one riding shotgun and no not one of got gloves
Now where's the rubbers? got the rubbers? I there's so many of them and there's really not that many of us Ladies love us and my posse's kicking up It's on till the break of and we're starting this party from dusk
Ok, go Back when Andre, the giant, elephant tusk Picture us, just be another one bit the dust Just one up my mother's son who got under the bus Kiss my butt, lick my cheese from under my nuts It disgusts me to see the game the way it looks a must, I redeem my name and haters get mushed Bitches lust, man they love me when I'm the cut Missed the cut, the give a eighty some paper cut
Now picture us, it's you curse at the thought Cuz when I spit the the shit gets worse than Worcestershire sauce If I could fit the words as picture perfect, works time Every verse, every line, as simple as rhymes It's elementary, the elephants have the room I venture to say with the center of its true Not to mention with a vengeance, so here's the signal Of the bat symbol, the platinum is back on you hoes
So crack a bottle, let your waddle act like a snobby model You just hit the Uh oh uh oh, hopping in my Tahoe Got one riding and no not one of them got gloves
Now where's the Who's got the rubbers? I noticed so many of them and there's really not that many of us And ladies love us and my posse's kicking up It's on till the of dawn and we're starting this party from dusk
and gentlemen, Dr. Dre
They see that low go by they're like "Oh my!" You ain't got to me why you're sick cuz I know why I dip through in six trey like sick 'em Dre I'm an itch that they can't scratch, they're of me But hey, else can I say? I love LA Cuz over and above all, just another day And this one begins where the last one Pick up where we left off and get smashed
I'll be dammed, just around and crashed my Benz Driving around with a smashed end cash that one in Grab one from out the stable The Monte Carlo, El or the El Dorado The hell if I Do I leather seats or vinyl? Decisions, decisions, garage like Precision Collision Or Maico quake like Waco Just keep the low, speakers away from your face though
So crack a bottle, let your body Don't act like a model You hit the lotto Uh oh uh oh, hopping in my Tahoe Got one riding shotgun and no not one of got gloves
Now the rubbers? Who's got the rubbers? I noticed there's so many of them and there's really not many of us And ladies us, my posse's kicking up dust It's on till the break of and we're starting this party from dusk
And I take great pleasure in introducing, 50
It's bottle after The money ain't a thang when you party me Its what we into, it's We ball out of control like you wouldn't I'm the napalm, the bomb, the Don, I'm Kong Get on, wrapped up and reigned on I'm so calm Vietnam, ring the alarm the Chandon, burn marajauan do what you want
Nigga on and on till the of what Get the paper man I'm caking you I don't give a fuck I it like it don't mean nothing Blow it its supposed to be blown Motherfucker I'm I stunt I style I flash the I what the fuck I want, so what I trick? Fat ass burgundy bags, shit Cho shoes I say move a bitch move
So crack a bottle, let body waddle Don't act a snobby model You hit the lotto Uh oh uh oh, hopping in my Tahoe Got one riding and no not one of them got gloves
Now the rubbers? Who's got the rubbers? I noticed there's so many of them and there's really not that of us And ladies love us, my posse's up dust It's on till the break of dawn and starting this party from dusk