Dr. Dre - Still D.R.E. ft. Snoop Dogg — Неизвестный исполнитель | караоке с текстом и отключением вокала

Still Snoop Dogg and D-R-E. D-R-E. Guess who's back? Still doing this- Oh, for sure. Yeah. Check me out. Still Dre Day, A-K. Though I'm thrown a lot, can't keep it home a lot. Because 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. The haters say Dre fell off, how? 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. You ain't up on things. Dr. Dre is the name, I'm ahead of my game. Still puffing my leaves, still with the beats. Still not loving police. Still rock my khakis with a cuff and a crease. Still got love for the streets, repping 213. Still the beat bang, still doing my thing. Since I left, ain't too much changed. Still, I'm representing for the gangsters all across the world. Still hitting them corners in them low lows girl. Still taking my time to perfect the beat, and I still got love for the streets. It's the D-R-E. I'm representing for the gangsters all across the world. Still hitting them corners in them low lows girl. Still taking my time to perfect the 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 dipping again. I kept my ear to the streets, signed Eminem. He's triple platinum, doing 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 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 till you're soaking in your seat. It's not a fluke, it's been tried. I'm the truth since Turn Out the Light from the World Class Wrecking Crew. I'm still at it after mathematics. In a home of drive-bys and akmatics, swap meets, sticky green, and bad traffic. I dip through, then I give you the D-R-E. I'm representing for the gangsters all across the world. Still hitting them corners in them low lows girl. Still taking my time to perfect the beat, and I still got love for the streets. It's the D-R-E. I'm representing for the gangsters all across the world. Still hitting them corners in them low lows girl. Still taking my time to perfect the beat, and I still got love for the streets. It's the D-R-E. It ain't nothing but more hot shit. Another classic CD for y'all to vibe with, whether you're cooling on the corner with your fly ho, laid back in the shack, play this track. I'm representing for the gangsters all across the world. Still hitting them corners in them low lows girl. I'll break your neck, damn near put your face in your lap. Try to be the king, but the ace is back. So now you ain't up on things. Dr. Dre be the name, still running the game. Still got it wrapped like a mummy. Still ain't tripping, love to see young Blacks get money, spend time out the hood, take their moms out the hood, hit my boys off with jobs, no more living hard, barbecues every day, driving fancy cars. Still gonna get mine regardless. I'm representing for the gangsters all across the world. Still hitting them corners in them low lows girl. Still taking my time to perfect the beat, and I still got love for the streets. It's the D-R-E. I'm representing for the gangsters all across the world. Still hitting them corners in them low lows girl. Still taking my time to perfect the beat, and I still got love for the streets. It's the D-R-E. I'm representing for the gangsters all across the world. Still hitting them corners in them low lows girl. Still taking my time to perfect the beat, and I still got love for the streets. It's the D-R-E. Like that? Right back up in you. 95 plus four minutes, add that stuff. D-R-E, right back up on top of things. Smoke something with your dog. No stress, no sleeves, no stems, no sticks. Some of that real sticky icky icky. Ooh-wee. Put it in the air, air, air. 4-0's a fool, DR.