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Still D.R.E.

Deja Vu2010年10月5日

Still D.R.E. 歌詞

 

 

 

Still D.R.E. - Deja Vu

Yeah ni**a, I'm still f**kin with ya

 

Still waters run deep

 

Still Snoop Dogg and D R E, '99 Ni**a

 

(Guess who's back?)

 

Still, still doing that sh*t, Andre?

 

Oh for show', check me out

 

It's still Dre Day ni**a, A.K. ni**a

 

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 ni**a? My last album was The Chronic

(Ni**a)

They want to know if he still got it

They say rap's changed, they want to 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 f**k with the beats

 

Still not loving police

 

Still rock my khakis with a cuff and a crease

 

Still got love for the streets, repping 213

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 on the low-low's 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 on the low-low's 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 dipping 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 my rap like Cali w**d, I smoke til I sleep

Wake up in the A.M., compose a beat

 

I bring the fire till you're soaking in your seat

 

It's not a fluke, it's been tried, I'm the truth

It's "Turn Out the Lights" from the World Class Wreckin' Cru

 

I'm still at it, after-mathematics

 

In the home of drivebys and ak-matics

 

Swap meets, sticky green, and bad traffic

 

I dip through then I get skin, D R E

I'm representing for them gangstas all across the world

 

Still

Hitting them corners on the low-low's 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 on the low-low's 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 sh*t

Another classic CD for y'all to vibe with

Whether you're cooling on a corner with your fly b**ch

Laid back in the shack, play this track

I'm representing for the gangstas all across the world

Still

(Hitting them corners on the low-low's 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

Barbecues every day, driving fancy cars

 

Still gon' get mine regardless

I'm representing for them gangstas all across the world

(Still)

Hitting them corners on the low-low's 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 on the low-low's 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 on the low-low's 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 ya motherf**king a**

 

'95 plus four pennies

 

Add that sh*t up, D R E right back up on top of thangs

 

Smoke some with your dog

No stress, no seeds, no stems, no sticks

 

Some of that real sticky icky icky

 

Ooh wee, put it in the air

 

 

Oh, you's a fool D R