Текст песни Still D.R.E. - Snoop Dogg , Dr. Dre

Yeah nigga, I'm still fuckin' wit ya
Still waters run deep
Still Snoop Dogg & D.R.E.
'99 nigga
Guess who's back?
Still, still doin' that shit, Andre?
Oh, for sure
Yeah
Check me out
It's still Dre Day nigga, AK nigga
Though I've grown alot, can't keep it home alot
'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
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 things
Dr. Dre is the name, I'm ahead of my game
Still puffin' my leafs
Still fuck with the beats
Still not lovin' police
Still rock my khakis with a cuff and a crease
Still got love for the streets, reppin' 213
Still the beats bang, still doin' my thing
Since I left ain't too much changed, still
I'm representin' for them gangsta's all across the world
Still
Hittin' them corners in them low-low's girl
Still
Takin' my time to perfect a beat
And I still got love for the streets, it's the D.R.E.
I'm representin' for them gangsta's all across the world
Still
Hittin' them corners in them low-low's girl
Still
Takin' my time to perfect a 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' 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 'till I sleep
Wake up in the AM compose a beat
I bring the fire 'til your 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-by's and Akmatics
Swap meets, sticky green and bad traffic
I dip through then I get skin, D.R.E.
I'm representin' for them gangsta's all across the world
Still
Hittin' them corners in them low-low's 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 gangsta's all across the world
Still
Hittin' them corners in them low-low's girl
Still
Takin' my time to perfect a 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 your coolin' on a corner wit your fly bitch
Laid back in the shack, play this track
I'm representin' for the gangsta's all across the world
Still
Hittin' them corners in them 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 things
Dr. Dre be the name 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 mom's out the hood
Hit my boys off with jobs, no more livin' hard
Barbecue's every day
Drivin' fancy cars
Still gon' get mine regardless, still
I'm representin' for them gangsta's all across the world
Still
Hittin' them corners in them low-low's 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 gangsta's all across the world
Still
Hittin' them corners in them low-low's girl
Still
Takin' my time to perfect a beat
And I still got love for the streets, it's the D.R.E.
I'm representin' for them gangsta's all across the world
Still
Hittin' them corners in them low-low's girl
Still
Takin' my time to perfect a beat
And I still got love for the streets, it's the D.R.E.
Right back up in your motherfuckin' ass
'95 plus 4 pennies!
Add that shit up, D.R.E. right back up on top of things
Smoke somethin' wit your dog
No stress, no seeds, no stems, no sticks!
Some of that real sticky-icky-icky
Ohh wee! Put it in the air
Oh you's a fool D.R.