Teksty:
Dre

Ah ha, ah ha, baby, yeah, yeah Ah ha, yeah, yeah, baby, ah ha Ah ha, baby, ah ha, yeah, yeah Baby, yeah, yeah, ah ha, ah ha Ah ha, hush that fuss Everybody

they forgot about Dre Nowadays everybody wanna talk like they got something to say But nothin' comes out when they move they lips Just a buncha gibberish And muthafuckas act like they forgot about Dre

[Dr. Dre] The streets is talkin' Sayin Dre done changed And he aint been to the hood, well how the fuck i find game? I studied this rap shit, still a

[Dr. Dre] Y'all know me, still the same O.G., but I been low key Hated on by most these niggaz wit no cheese, no deals and no G's No wheels and no keys

don't sign me Everyone at the fucking label, let's tell the truth You risked your career for me, I know it as well as you Nobody wanted to fuck with the white boy Dre

to livin' big dog style and straight coastin' Yo I stay wit it While you try to perpetrate, play wit it Never knew about the next level until Dre did

What's your name? What's your name? What's your name? What's your name? Fame, makes a man take things over Fame, lets him loose, hard to swallow Fame

of N.W.A. Took it to the next level when I use to DJ Got family and fans from New York to L.A. They keep it real 'cause they know that Dre come with Bombay

It's like, it's like this Word up, knowhutI'msayin'? One time for your mind, y'knowI'msayin'? Yo, from upstate to Brooklyn The whole borough's thorough