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I’m Back - Another 70 Bars
by
Dr. Dre
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30 deep or on own your still a victim 5 n***as with me and then we goin jena 6 em Next time don't speak without permission You know you're not livin' like you're on television Tell 'em why you mad at me Cause your break's gone had to be That to me is a allergy Look at my neck that's a salary And it don't take a battery to turn you into a casualty Don't take a astron out the squeeze Leave a New York weather for a tropic breeze He's all about G's, G's turn to M's, M's turn to V's V's turn corners into P's Please you see me hurt, it ain't a question Kicks all on that n***a, David Beckham Punchline overflow over the limit in the Rover low It move better over snow I'll make it reign so long that my shoulder go Only 25 but them ply like I'm older though n***a, who you think they imitate? Nothin but food on my dinner plate Watch how I demonstrate I'm still ridin' dirty though, Glocks on the interstate Roll down the window let the Audi A8 ventilate Don't go bring the drama on the hymn You'll get knock off like Obama if he wins My skins is like the bottom of my timbs Alligator print when I walk I limp You n***as is playin fire in the dark Don't play with gang green you'll lose a part A toe, a couple, a foot, a f**kin leg, arm, a head, all over what the f**ker said Cool & calm, I'm palm, nothin' but the bread, oops, a lying, the lime with something red Da toughest, Da flyest, Da coolest No "yes man" around here just shooters Look I'm Unit til' I die It travel through my veins til' my blood runs dry If a n***a did somethin he can't look you in the eye He must got a chip give him a cookie on the side Get high if you with me though Yea My 4's are 54's You can't see me on your tippie toes I'm shinin' dinin' lighter than a hippie's clothes I dream at ya lands, I gotta to get me those I got platinum hands and I'm picky so Don't step to me with your titties low I'm saggin' cause I'm movin' with the magnum I do it for murda they threw 25 at him I do it for seth he took 20 more than that A matter fact for my n***as that's never comin back I'm north always and I'm fly like photo day Old head I don't show no gray I ain't puttin' up sh*t let the promoter pay If not kids drop on their shoulder blades It's the end of waiting you've been having But I've been having my own that's why I've been dragging On my road to the riches the custom made 6's Same bar strippers and my hotel slippers Dom Pérignon and more sippas Friends, cousins, I even bone sisters On christmas sh*t it was part of her wishlist I act no hard to live with Loyalty is goin extinct These lil' half-brain n***as don't know how to think I think ain't slowin' down my weed boy at the sink My eyes match with the light, light go with the mink
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