Yeah, Dre, uh
Yeah (woodsthatshard)
Know I just woke up and just bought the crib like, “f#ck it” (Oh, yeah, ad, let’s go)
Yeah
I gotta get it even with n#gg#s, I don’t wanna talk, what the f#ck is we talkin’ ’bout?
The house was three million, my watch was three million, I tell them lil’ n#gg#s to walk it out
I’m all in her kidney, I’m hurtin’ they feelings, these n#gg#s, they talk what they talkin’ ’bout
But, yeah, all my n#gg#s, we ran up some millions, I’m havin’ more syrup than a Waffle House
I’m outside, n#gg#
Yeah, choppas, they gon’ slide, n#gg#
Summertime, summertime when the time we outside, lil’ b#tch
It ain’t really hard to find, check the sign on the switch
I was broke back then, but, baby, now I’m rich
Thirty years old and I ain’t go no little kids
All that I know, I wake up and go pay the bills
Call my business manager, I’m ’bout to pop a…
Pill, pew, pew
Pill, pill
Ill, I do this sh#t for real
Knocking all these beats down like I’m Holyfield
Take your b#tch, she need a makeover
This is not no comeback anymore, this is a takeover
CC every rapper on email and tell ’em, “Break’s over”
His watch still ain’t frozen yet, I still ain’t got my roses yet
Why Kanye run for president? I should
Be the president
Six million dollar residents
I pop my collar like I am a f#ckin’ pimp
Get rich or die tryin’ like 50 Cent
My chain, it cost fifty bricks, Drake?
Drizzy ridin’ ’round through the city and my watch cost two fifty
I pity the fool, I still keep a tool
I told you that I had the biggest comeback in the interview
Dre
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