Still D.R.E. (feat. Snoop Dogg)

Yeah, nigga I'm still fucking with you Still waters run deep Still Snoop Dogg and D-R-E, '99 nigga Guess who's back? Still, doing that shit Andre? (Oh for sho', 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 truck when I'm on the block Ladies they pay homage, but haters say Dre fell off How nigga? My last album was The Chronic (Nigga) They want to know if he still got it They say rap's changed They wanna 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 loving police Still rock my khakis with a cuff and a crease Still got love for the streets, reppin' 213 (For life) Still the beats bang, still doing my thang Since I left ain't too much changed, still I'm representing for them gangstas all across the world (Still) Hitting them corners in them low-lows, girl Still taking my time to perfect the beat And I still got love for the streets, it's the D-R-E I'm representing for them gangstas all across the world (Still) Hitting them corners in them low-lows, girl Still taking 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 soaking in your seat It's not a fluke, it's been tried, I'm the truth Since "Turn Out the Lights" from the World Class Wreckin Cru I'm still at it, after-mathematics In the home of drive-bys and ak-matics Swap meets, sticky green, and bad traffic I dip through, then I give you (Still) D-R-E I'm representing for them gangstas all across the world (Still) Hitting them corners in them low-lows, girl Still taking my time to perfect the beat And I still got love for the streets, it's the D-R-E I'm representing for them gangstas all across the world (Still) Hitting them corners in them low-lows, girl Still taking 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 the corner with your fly bitch (Biatch) Laid back in the shack, play this track I'm representing for the gangstas all across the world Still (Hittin' them corners in them low-lows, 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 running the game Still, got it wrapped like a mummy Still ain't tripping, 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 living hard Barbeques every day, driving fancy cars Still gon' get mine regardless I'm representing for them gangstas all across the world (Still) Hitting them corners in them low-lows, girl Still taking my time to perfect the beat And I still got love for the streets, it's the D-R-E I'm representing for them gangstas all across the world (Still) Hitting them corners in them low-lows, girl Still taking my time to perfect the beat And I still got love for the streets, it's the D-R-E I'm representing for them gangstas all across the world (Still) Hitting them corners in them low-lows, girl Still taking my time to perfect the beat And I still got love for the streets, it's the D-R-E Right back up in your motherfuckin' ass Nine-five plus four pennies, add that shit up D.R.E. right back up on top of thangs Smoke some wit' your Dogg No stress, no seeds, no stems, no sticks! Some of that real sticky-icky-icky Ooh wee! Put it in the air! Well, you's a fool, D-R, ha-ha