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Jeah. uhh. it's what I do for a nigga
Eat for a nigga (watcher)
how I live for a livin nigga. (watcher)
Okay, let's do (the watcher)
One: Jay-Z]
Things just ain't the same for
But I'm a little too to shoot these pranksters
All of these rap singers claimin bangers
Doin all of twisted shit with they fingers
the game, no home trainin or manners
I was doin this when you was shittin Pampers
I was movin them grams 'fore you, knew a hand that hand was
the vans, radars, the scanners
'Fore you what hard white to tame was
I was hittin the turnpike, aight the bammers
I was nice with my hands, cuss aight them hammers
I was prickin my finger 'fore you knew a Fam was
I had it laid out 'fore you knew a plan was
Three mill' later, now you understand us
Y'all ain't see us through Vegas
You ever seen so much cham' bust in one
Grand up one fight
I was on the Pan bus
You was Peter Pan up in your room, y'all with whom?
me to be taught
You cowards is now learnin the shit that we talk
You ain't know about a Robb Report
Bout a speed Porsche, i.e.
You niggaz ain't know how to floss 'til I came the door
like "Eric B. for Pres," respect me in BITCH!
You can't us cause you got a little check cut
You was suckin for so long, your little neck up
Now you too big for britches, you got a few little bitches
You think you Hefner, you just ridiculous
I blew for you midgets, I gave life to the game
It's only right I got the to be king
Niggaz that got life really like what I
Cause know is he really like, niggaz feel my pain
Know the shit I DON'T write be the illest shit that's ever been
in the word to the hyphen in my NAME!
J, A, Y, DASH,
The past present the future, proper
The holy trinity of is us
We give, Dre his props BUT where it stops
the Roc
[Chorus: Truth
I know, you got eyes on me
I you watchin me
But it ain't hard to see that you see me
You try, but what you you saw
Ain't what you you saw
You bed-da off not at all
(Everywhere I go, ain't the same as befo')
(People I used to know, just know me no mo')
(But that I go, I got people I know)
(Who got they know, so I suggest you lay low)
[Verse Dr. Dre]
I'm on top of the game
Still droppin flames, still and aim
Still at the top had the Roc for the
over setbacks, there's a lot since I came
You it all, how I got, how I gained
The momentum it dropped, how I got through the pain
When I roll and shock, watched me reclaim
the streets, they a special spot for my name
Dre, haters stop to my reign
But the music in me, every drop in my veins
The and the pain
All the way from the rise of my name
See the clear through the eyes of the mane
See the chear for the rhymes that I gave
When the beat it'll drive them insane
The eyes I played
The best to emerge in the game is The

[Verse Three:
I'm "Rated R," my brain contains graphics
It turn traumatic into addicts, and fiends
like, watchin a movie through a panoramic screen
Which means, I can see the planet in the scene
is the topic, the object, a fatter pocket
Some take the crack and chop it, but those that got it
take the added profit, it's catastrophic
I take the gat and it, and I'll sit back and watch it
These New York streets is ugly, I it gully
The is mine and can't nobody keep it from me
Yo, my neighborhood is never
In the place where the number one of death is money
You can try
I've seen enough shit to leave your frame of broken
I'm still alive and
Be another hundred 'til my skies close in
And I'ma die with my eyes open, the [echoes]