Intro: Jewell
Uh no, ride with me, ooh babe
Uh no, ride with me, oh yeah
So many people wanna ride with me
Bumpin thru the streets gettin high with me
And if you`re down to ride with me
Cos you`re rollin with the Row
Verse 1: Dr. Dre, Snoop Doggy Dogg
Creepin down the back street on Deez
I got my Glock cocked cos niggas want these
Now soon as I said it
seems I got sweated
By some nigga with a Tek 9
tryin ta take mine
ya wanna make noise, make noise
I make a phone call my niggas comin like the Gotti boys
bodies bein found on Greenleaf
with their fuckin heads cut off
Motherfucker I`m Dre
so listen to the play-by-play
day-by-day
rollin in my `4 with sixteen switches
And got sounds for the bitches
clockin all the riches
Got the hollow points for the snitches
So would you just walk on by
Cos I`m too hard to lift
and no this ain`t Aerosmith
It`s the motherfuckin D-R-E
from the CPT
on a rhymin spree
a straight G
Hop back as I pop my top ya trip
I let the hollow points commence to
POP POP POP
yeah
cos if it don`t stop
I have to put my shit in reverse
go back and take another stop
cos I`m
Rollin down the motherfuckin backstreets
wit my drink and my cup and my strap in my lap, see
Ain`t nothin but the G Funk, bumpin in my ????
Hell yeah
[Dre] With all the niggas sayin
Chorus: Jewell
So many people wanna ride with me
Bumpin thru the streets gettin high with me (Hell yeah)
And if you`re down to ride with me
Cos you`re rollin with the Row!
(with all the niggas sayin)
So many people wanna ride with me
Bumpin thru the streets gettin high with me (Hell yeah)
And if you`re down to ride with me
Cos you`re rollin with the Row!
Verse 2: Dre, Snoop
Just another motherfuckin day for Dre
so I begin like this
No medallions, dreadlocks, or black fists
It`s just that gangster glare
with gangsta raps
that gangsta shit
makes a gang of snaps
Uhh, word to the motherfuckin streets
and word to these hyped ass lyrics and dope beats
that I hit ya with
that I get ya with
as I groove in my `4 on Deez
hittin the switches
bitches relax while I get my proper swerve on
bumpin like a motherfucker ready to get my serve on
but before I hit the dope spot
I gotta get the chronic, the Remy Martin and my soda pop
Now I`m smellin like indo-nesia
bus stop full of fly bitches and skeezers
Cos my `4 on hit
pancake front and back, side to side
and all that shit
so when I crawl I comes correct
now, if your bitch in my shit, it`s your bitch you check nigga
Now let the Chevrolet slide
as I dip a nigga trip to the south side
yeah
Right back up in you it`s the D-R-E
Witta ounce as we bounce thru the CPT
Diamond in the back, gators on the wheels
