Still DRE

Dr. Dre

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    Yeah, nigga, we're still fuckin' wit' you
    Still waters run deep
    Still Snoop Dogg and D-R-E
    '99, nigga, guess who's back
    Still, still doin' that shit, huh, Dre?
    Oh for sho'
    Yeah
    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 wanna 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 puffin' my leaves, still fuck with the beats
    Still not lovin' police (huh-uh)
    Still rock my khakis with a cuff and a crease (for sho')
    Still got love for the streets, reppin' 213 (for life)
    Still the beats bang, still doin' my thang
    Since I left ain't too much changed, still
    I'm representin' for them gangstas all across the world
    (Still) hittin' them corners in them low-lows, girl
    Still takin' my time to perfect the beat
    And I still got love for the streets, it's the D-R-E
    I'm representin' for them gangstas all across the world
    (Still) hittin' them corners in them low-lows, girl
    Still takin' 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, doin' fifty 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 till I'm 'sleep
    Wake up in the AM, compose a beat
    I bring the fire till you're soakin' 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

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    I'm representin' for them gangstas all across the world
    (Still) hittin' them corners in them low-lows, girl
    Still takin' my time to perfect the beat
    And I still got love for the streets, it's the D-R-E
    I'm representin' for them gangstas all across the world
    (Still) hittin' them corners in them low-lows, girl
    Still takin' my time to perfect the beat
    And I still got love for the streets, it's the D-R-E

    It ain't nothin' but more hot shit
    Another classic CD for y'all to vibe with
    Whether you're coolin' on the corner wit' your fly bitch (biatch)
    Laidback in the shack, play this track
    I'm representin' 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 (what?), still runnin' the game
    Still got it wrapped like a mummy
    Still ain't trippin', 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 livin' hard (nah, nah)
    Barbeques every day, drivin' fancy cars (hey, hey)
    Still gon' get mine regardless (still)

    I'm representin' for them gangstas all across the world
    (Still) hittin' them corners in them low-lows, girl
    Still takin' my time to perfect the beat
    And I still got love for the streets, it's the D-R-E
    I'm representin' for them gangstas all across the world
    (Still) hittin' them corners in them low-lows, girl
    Still takin' my time to perfect the beat
    And I still got love for the streets, it's the D-R-E
    I'm representin' for them gangstas all across the world
    (Still) hittin' them corners in them low-lows, girl
    Still takin' 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 mothafuckin' ass
    9-5 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, DR
    Ha-ha

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    Composition: Snoop Dogg, Scott Storch, Mel-Man, Jay-Z, and Dr. Dre

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