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Dr. Dre - High Powered (feat. RBX)
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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Dr. Dre
Dr. Dre
Vocals
Daz Dillinger
Daz Dillinger
Vocals
Malcolm McLaren
Malcolm McLaren
Sampled Artist
RBX
RBX
Vocals
The Lady of Rage
The Lady of Rage
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Andre Romell Young
Andre Romell Young
Songwriter
C. Wolfe
C. Wolfe
Songwriter
Eric Dwayne Collins
Eric Dwayne Collins
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Dr. Dre
Dr. Dre
Producer
Bernie Grundman
Bernie Grundman
Mastering Engineer
Chris "The Glove" Taylor
Chris "The Glove" Taylor
Mixing Engineer
Greg Royal
Greg Royal
Mixing Engineer
Willie Will
Willie Will
Assistant Mixing Engineer

Letras

Yo, yo, what's up? Yo, man, give me some of that ol' gangsta-ass shit, you know what I'm sayin'? Some shit I can just kick back, smoke a fat-ass joint to You know what I'm saying? Haha Hell yeah! You know what I'm talkin' 'bout? I like that ol' gangsta shit 'Cause you know it's a lot of niggas out there Woofin' all that bullshit, talkin' 'bout they got this and got that Talkin' louder than a motherfucker, but ain't sayin' shit You know what I'm saying? Yeah, nigga, I see your lips quivering But you ain't sayin' a motherfucking thing With my niggas, I got my niggas in the motherfuckin' house And they gon' tell you what's really going on Got my motherfuckin' nigga RBX definitely in this motherfucker I got my nigga Daz in this motherfucker, ready to kick some real shit Know what I'm saying? And that little shit you hear in the background? That's my home girl Rage So, RBX, kick this shit Seven execution style murders I have no remorse 'cause I'm the fuckin' murderer Haven't you ever heard of a killer? I drop bombs like Hiroshima So now I walk around strapped One-time bust they caps and watch niggas collapse Snap, adapt to this, but you need no adapter This is just the first chapter In a book from a crook You get caught slippin', your ass gots to die Nigga, tell me what the fuck you figure? Trigger-happy, RBX to cap ya (Pump, pump) and I can't wait to bust a round (Pump, pump) my hollow points smacks the clown 'Cause what I said split his head And now they got me running from the feds But I refuse to go alive It's kill or be killed, that's how real niggas survive I'm high-powered Yeah It's Daz, that mass-murdering motherfucker So, what, you feel like you wanna get caught up? Fool, you better recognize Death Row came to chastise So if you cross the Row Remember the first name is Death No love for the other side
Writer(s): Cordozar Broadus, Colin Wolfe, Andre Young Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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