One Eight Seven Dr. Dre (Ft. Snoop Dogg)

[Intro: The Cosmic Truth]
I can feel it!

[Verse 1: Dr. Dre]
Niggas that I used to know and sold dope wit'
Listen to how a motherfucker flow shit
And let me know it's somethin' they can blast on
Thinkin' about the homies that passed on
Death Row come to show you where all the game at
And show you how my label got the name that
So many wanna see me in, time is money
But never in the P-E-N, yo
Welcome back to Vietnam, California
Ain't a damn thing changed, so let me warn ya
Every motherfuckin minute you on the Westside
The best side, 20 niggas donе just died
Walkin' down the streets of L.A
Stay strapped 'causе niggas bust caps every day, yo
The 1-8-7 don't stop
On undercover cops up on the spot gettin' popped, shot
Droppin' like this and like that
Rat-tat-tat-tat with their caps peelin' back
So creep when you in the C-P-T
You catch heat for fuckin' with' the D-R-E
I got my eyes on the shit unfoldin'
And there ain't gonna be no trippin'
'Cause they know the type of shit that I be holdin'
If there's another word said
I'll let my .44 go buck to the head, nigga