Blaaatttt Dr. Dre (Ft. Busta Rhymes & C.S. Armstrong)
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[Intro: Dr. Dre & C.S. Armstrong]
Doc back, click clack
This that blaaatttt
That's your mi-, that's your mi-, that's your mi-, that's your mil-if and I dig it
That's your mi-, that's your mi-, that's your mi-, that's your mil-if and I dig it (Mmm)
That's your mi-, that's your mi-, that's your mi-, that's your mil-if and I dig it (Yeah)
That's your mi-, that's your mi-, that's your mi-, that's your mil-if and I dig it (Mmm)
Is my mic loud enough?
Can y'all hear me out there?
Okay (Yeah), I'm reloaded
[Interlude: Dr. Dre & C.S. Armstrong]
Mmm, everything I touch goes psycho (Psycho)
E-e-everything I touch goes psycho
Everything (Up in this) goes psycho
Eh, get to the business
Call me a menace (Hm, yeah)
Shit, from the beginning (Ah)
(Is it like that? Now that's hard)
Okay, I'm ready (I see you)
[Verse 1: Dr. Dre & C.S. Armstrong]
Doc Dre bitch, this is Starbucks
Father figure, nigga call me daddy Warbucks (Wooh)
Created millionaires in this motherfucker
Shit, I stay up in the air on these motherfuckers (Zeus)
Ah, ripped the hood? I already did it
Never worry 'bout my past, I ain't tryna re-live it (Nah-ah)
This that big fat, boom bap, mix that
Say you wanna be up in this room, gotta earn that
Don't want no trouble, just tryna pivot
Black Mamba mentality designed for winning
And the winning keep comin' at a mile a minute
Don't know how you niggas sleep with the lies you live in
This is grown man business, you niggas is kiddin'
Ugh, money over pussy, decisions decisions
I got 'em both motherfucker, I'm makin' a livin'
Ever foot step I take, nigga I'm shakin' the buildin'
It's what's up-
Doc back, click clack
This that blaaatttt
That's your mi-, that's your mi-, that's your mi-, that's your mil-if and I dig it
That's your mi-, that's your mi-, that's your mi-, that's your mil-if and I dig it (Mmm)
That's your mi-, that's your mi-, that's your mi-, that's your mil-if and I dig it (Yeah)
That's your mi-, that's your mi-, that's your mi-, that's your mil-if and I dig it (Mmm)
Is my mic loud enough?
Can y'all hear me out there?
Okay (Yeah), I'm reloaded
[Interlude: Dr. Dre & C.S. Armstrong]
Mmm, everything I touch goes psycho (Psycho)
E-e-everything I touch goes psycho
Everything (Up in this) goes psycho
Eh, get to the business
Call me a menace (Hm, yeah)
Shit, from the beginning (Ah)
(Is it like that? Now that's hard)
Okay, I'm ready (I see you)
[Verse 1: Dr. Dre & C.S. Armstrong]
Doc Dre bitch, this is Starbucks
Father figure, nigga call me daddy Warbucks (Wooh)
Created millionaires in this motherfucker
Shit, I stay up in the air on these motherfuckers (Zeus)
Ah, ripped the hood? I already did it
Never worry 'bout my past, I ain't tryna re-live it (Nah-ah)
This that big fat, boom bap, mix that
Say you wanna be up in this room, gotta earn that
Don't want no trouble, just tryna pivot
Black Mamba mentality designed for winning
And the winning keep comin' at a mile a minute
Don't know how you niggas sleep with the lies you live in
This is grown man business, you niggas is kiddin'
Ugh, money over pussy, decisions decisions
I got 'em both motherfucker, I'm makin' a livin'
Ever foot step I take, nigga I'm shakin' the buildin'
It's what's up-
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