by Dr. yo, will.i.am, my n***aIt’s your boy

by Terrace Kendrick Lamar & Anna do what

who? D'you miss me?Jessica Simpson, sing the Charmagne

Dr. Dre & The man! Aye Game, don't tell

50 50 I can't do it, homieIt

yeah-yeahTurn my music up (Come on!)Turn my music up (Come

Dr. ready to get dirty?Do y'all really wanna get

Dr. know you're bobbin' your head, 'cause I can

Today in South Central violence is an all-time highDue to the

gun is cocked and fire)I'm King News and I come

Dr. man, I don't think they heard you?Won't you

(Winos never get afraid of nothin' but runnin' outta wine)Oww, drink

East coast, west coast Same blood drippinSame locs, still crippinSame dope, pot

Snoop squeeze, bust)(Aim, squeeze, bust)We was groovin'But that was

Angeles approach controlThis is Cessna 0281-Echo-119.3, overCessna 81-Echo, Los

get it crunk uponHave fun upon up in this danceryWe

are still the same for JohnnyHearing the whispers, the bullshit

Kobe & Slim the up, wait a minute (Uh-huh,

Kanye the ugliest nightmare born from the prettiest dreamsMillions

пісні N.W.A. - Eazy-E & Дре, братан, я