One, two, three and to the fo' Snoop Doggy Dogg and Dr. Dre is at the do' Ready to make an entrance, so back on up 'Cause you know we're 'bout to rip,
"Yo Banks, give me a funky-ass bass line" [Mack 10] Here's a little something, bout a nigga like me Never shoulda been let out the penatentiory Mack
, Dr. Dre laced Likwit Kings wit Sedans and gold rings Haters fold the style, but can't find no openings Chorus [Outro] In L.A. That's how we ride (
wanna ride? Don't you wanna ride? Don't you wanna ride? Don't you wanna ride? Yo my mommy toy was my pride and joy She would drive the toys plus ride
on walk with me [Verse 1: Lil' Flip] Nigga I can hit you from a block away cause my chopper bang like a beat from Dr.Dre I'm creepin at night with a
please let me make mo cheese Cuz I aint quite ready to leave (No) [X2] (I've got all my life to live, plus with all my love to give) [Dr. Dre] Smokin
, so what the deal, Dogg? tell me, keep it real, Dogg Niggaz seem stressed to the brain, how you feel, dogg? Nigga, I'ma ride, set it up, let it spill
what's going on around me, motherfuckers want me dead I go wit a smile on my face when it's my time kid Ain't it amazing how crazy the hood done made me
"Yo Banks, give me a funky-ass bass line" (Mack 10) Here's a little something, bout a nigga like me Never shoulda been let out the penatentiory Mack
the need to love Let me be the one you're thinkin' of But I will make it so right Forever and ever Baby, I will always be there for you Boy just run to me
Yes, I'ma do me, I'ma do me, you gon' do you You gon' do you, I'ma do me, I'ma do me, you gon' do you You gon' do you, I'ma do me, I'ma do me I'm the
Bitches ain't shit but hoes and tricks Lick on these nuts and suck the dick Let's get the fuck out after you're done And I hops in my ride to make a
me? my crip and blood thugs wanna get witcha, they mad at me cause im tellin them its personal nigga, i wanna see, if this mothafucka want it with me
walk, or ride my bike and bust on the +Up In Smoke+ stage tonight Give me a chance and I'll rock the house But let a motherfucker try to take me out Cause
in da door I said it befoe I never let no busta test me no more Bang murder was the case that tey gave me Murder waz the case that they gave me I'll
da door I said it befoe I never let no busta test me no more Bang murder was the case that tey gave me Murder waz the case that they gave me I'll smoke
I suggest you don't go testin' me All the wrong I've done, the Lord still keep on blessin' me Fin?nin? to run rap 'cuz Dr. Dre got the recipe Yeah, uh ha, aye Dre You got me
Yo, what's happenin' Cold 187? Yo man, you know we just laid-back in the studio With the homie D.O.C and Dr. Dre And we ballin' with the homie Eazy-E