[Dr. Dre] Heh Yeah Hell yeah Heh-heh You know what I'm sayin' {*inhale*} {*exhale*} Yeah [Verse 1: Dr. Dre] Mista Busta Where de fuck ya at? Can't scrap a lick So I know you got ya gat You stay on hard From gankin' ya raw dawgs The hood you threw up with Homies you grew up with Don't even respect your ass So now it's time for the doctor to check your ass Fool Used to be my homey Used to be my ace Now I wanna slap the taste Out your mouth Make you bow down to the Row Gankin' me, now I'm gankin' you, little hoe Oh Don't think I forgot Let you slide Let me ride Just another homicide Yeah, it's me so I'm a talk on Stompin' on the easiest/ Eazy est streets that you can walk on So strap on your Compton hat, you locs And watch your back, cause you might get smoked, loc And pass the bud And stay low-key B.G., ca
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