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Creepin' down the back street on Deez, I got my glock cocked
'Cause niggaz want these now soon as I said it
Seems I got sweated by some nigga with a Tech 9 tryin' to take mine
You wanna make noise, make noise, I make a phone call my niggaz

Comin' like the Gotti boys bodies bein' found on Green leaf
With their fuckin' heads cut off motherfucker I'm Dre
So listen to the play-by-play, day-by-day, rollin' in my
4 with 16 switches and got sounds for the bitches

Clockin' all the riches got the hollow points for the snitches
So would you just walk on by, 'cuz I'm too hard to lift
And no this ain't Aerosmith, it's the motherfuckin' D R E
From the CPT on a ryhmin' spree, a straight G , hop back

As I pop my top ya trip, I let the hollow points commence
To pop pop pop yeah, cuz if it don't stop I have to put
My shit in reverse go back and take another's stop 'cause
(I'm rollin' in my six-fo')
With all the niggaz sayin'

Swing down, sweet chariot stop and, let me ride
(Hell yeah)
Swing down, sweet chariot stop and, let me ride
(With all the niggaz sayin')
Swing down, sweet chariot stop and, let me ride
(Hell yeah)
Swing down, sweet chariot stop and, let me ride

It just another motherfuckin' day for Dre so I begin like this
No medallions, dreadlocks, or black fists it's just
That gangster glare, with gangster raps, that gangster shit
That makes the gang of snaps, uhh word to the motherfuckin' streets

That I hit you with that I, get ya with
As I groove in my four on Deez, hittin' the switches
Bitches relax while I get my proper swerve on
Bumpin' like a motherfucker ready to get my serve on
But before I hit the dope spot, I gotta get the chronic

The Reme Martin and my soda pop, now I'm smellin' like Indonesia
Bus stop full of fly bitches and skeezers on my dick
'Cause my four on hit, pancake front and back
Side to side and all that shit, so when I crawl
I comes correct now, if your bitch in my shit

As I dip a nigga trip to the South Side, yeah
(Rollin' in my six-fo')
With all the bitches sayin

Swing down, sweet chariot stop and, let me ride
(Hell yeah)
Swing down, sweet chariot stop and, let me ride
(With all the niggaz sayin')
Swing down, sweet chariot stop and, let me ride
(Know what I'm sayin')
Swing down, sweet chariot stop and, let me ride

Check this out, the sun went down when I hit Slausson
On my way to the strip, now I'm just flossin'
Checkin' my rear view, 'cause niggaz they will do
Jack moves, black fools 'cause I smack fools

Try to set me up for a two-eleven, fuck around
And get caught up in a one-eight-seven but I don't
Represent no gang bang, some niggaz like lynchin'
But I just watch them hang, so on, and so-on

Why don't you let me roll on, I remember back in the days
When I used to have to get my stroll on
Didn't nobody wanna speak, now everybody peepin' out
Their windows when they hear me beatin' up the streets

Is it Dre? Is it Dre? That's what they say, every single
Motherfuckin' day, yo but I ain't trippin' I'm just kickin' it
While my Deez keep spinnin' and these hoes keep grinnin' I'll be
(Rollin in my six-fo')
With everybody sayin'

Swing down, sweet chariot stop and, let me ride
(Hell yeah)
Swing down, sweet chariot stop and, let me ride
(What everybody's sayin')
Swing down, sweet chariot stop and, let me ride
(Hell yeah)
Swing down, sweet chariot stop and, let me ride

Swing down, sweet chariot stop and, let me ride
Swing down, sweet chariot stop and, let me ride
Swing down, sweet chariot stop and, let me ride
Swing down, sweet chariot stop and, let me ride

Creepin' down the back street on Deez, I got my glock cocked
'Cause niggaz want these now soon as I said it
Seems I got sweated by some nigga with a Tech 9 tryin' to take mine