What's The Difference · Dr. Dre · Eminem · Xzibit — Unknown | караоке з текстом пісні

What's the difference between me and you? Me and you? What's the difference between me and you? Me and you? Back when Cube was rolling with Lorenzo in a Benzo, I was banging with a gang of instrumentals. Dropped the pins and pencils, got down to business. But sometimes the business end of this shit can turn your friends against you. But you was a real nigga, I could sense it in you. I still remember the window of the car that you broke through. That's fucked up, but I'll never forget the shit we've been through. And I'ma do whatever it takes to convince you. 'Cause you my nigga, Doc, and Eazy, I'm still with you. Fuck the beef, nigga, I miss you, and that's just being real with you. You see, the truth is, everybody wanna know how close me and Snoop is, and who I'm still cool with. Then I got these fake ass niggas I first flew with, claiming they not violent talking like they spit venom in interviews, speaking on reunions. Move units, then talk shit when we get through this. Until then, I ain't even speaking your name. Just keep my name out of your mouth and we can keep it the same, nigga. It ain't that I'm too big to listen to the rumors, it's just that I'm too damn big to pay attention to 'em. Now you're different. What's the difference between me and you? You talk a good one, but you don't do what you supposed to do. I act on what I feel and never deal with emotions. I'm used to living big-dog style and straight coastin'. What's the difference between me and you? You talk a good one, but you don't do what you supposed to do. I act on what I feel and never deal with emotions. I'm used to living big-dog style and straight coastin'. Yo, I stay with it, while you try to perpetrate and play with it. Never knew about the next level until Dre did it. I stay committed while you motherfuckers babysitted. I smash these critics like a overhand right from Riddick. Come and getting shitted on villains by the millions. I be catching bitches while bitches be catching feelings. So what the fuck am I supposed to do? I pop bottles and hot hollow points at each and all of you. Come on. A Harlem bastard, high in plastic. My style is like a reaction from too much acid. Never come down. Blast it around, you can't handle it. Hang Hollywood niggas while they Sue Dre laminate. What's the difference between me and you? What? About five bank accounts, three ounces, and two vehicles. Until my death, I'm Bangladesh. I suggest you hold your breath till ain't none left. Yo, that's the difference. What's the difference between me and you? You talk a good one, but you don't do what you supposed to do. You talk a good one, but you don't do what you supposed to do. I act on what I feel and never deal with emotions. I'm used to living big-dog style and straight coastin'. What's the difference between me and you? You talk a good one, but you don't do what you supposed to do. I act on what I feel and never deal with emotions. I'm used to living big-dog style and straight coastin'. All right. Hold up. Hold up. Stop the beat a minute. I got something to say. Dre, I want to tell you this shit right now, while this fucking weed is in me. Fuck? I don't know if I ever told you this, but I love you, dawg. I got your motherfucking back. Right. Just know this shit. Slim, I don't know if you've noticed it, but I've had your back from day one. Nigga, let's blow this bitch. I mean it, dawg. You ever need somebody offed, whose throat is it? Well, if you ever kill that Kim bitch, I'll show you where the ocean is. Well, that's cool, and I appreciate the offer. But if I do decide to really murder my daughter's mama, I'ma sit her up in the front seat and put sunglasses on her and cruise around with her for seven hours through California and have her waving at people. Hey. Then drop her off on the corner of the police station and drive off honking the horn for her. Honk, honk, dog, get your arm gnawed off. Drop the sawed-off and beat you with the piece it was sawed off of. Fuck love, I want to see some lungs coughed up. Get shot up in the hot tub till the bubbles pop up in your nose and cough snot up, mucus and hot water. That's for trying to talk like The Chronic was long brought up. That's for even thinking of having them thoughts thought up. You better show some respect whenever the Doc's brought up. So what's the difference between us? We can start at the penis, or we can scream, "I just don't give a fuck," and see who means it. What's the difference between me and you? You talk a good one, but you don't do what you supposed to do. I act on what I feel and never deal with emotions. I'm used to living big-dog style and straight coastin'. What's the difference between me and you? You talk a good one, but you don't do what you supposed to do. I act on what I feel and never deal with emotions. I'm used to living big-dog style and straight coastin'.