[Verse One: Dr. Dre]

I'm seeing millions, n____z dont understand

know what? Im makin moves, puttin cash behind plans

to blow up, will he style like this

everyday I parlay, sip Henne and Tanqueray

stay in the mix like Alezay

V.I.P., my s___ parked valet

on the prowl again to get honies familiar with the smile again

some try to a__ault Dre, its still cavi

Im eatin steak while they struggle to break the slave mentality

I givin livin definition long as my hearts tickin

I fought and made the world listen

Whatever fly Dr. Dre invented

turn on the box and let my son watch these studio clowns on 60 inches

I push a rover, s___ platinum before the sessions over

rap master with the Houston heat holder

these playas best to get they s___ in check

cuz when I get my hustle on aint no playin with a full deck

[Chorus: Ice Cube]

Lord please, murda my enemies (Yeah)

Burn em at a thousand degrees

And lord please let me make mo cheese

Cuz I aint quite ready to leave (No)

[repeat 2X]

[Verse Two: Scarface]

Buck the whole world

meant that, gotta stay strapped

cuz 99.9 a n____z, carry they gats

Super fist fightin s___ might come down to dyin

When the time comes down for the tryin I got nine

reasons why n____z shouldnt step in my face

with the nonsense, cause I'm always heated and you can taste this

Audi little something out the seams a my trousers

with no hesitation I got a team to come clown ya

I down ya, so let your people know what they face

with the type of individual thatll bomb a sub-station

Kaboom! and everybody dies outside

there aint no escapin the Reaper so dont try

Go ahead, close ya eyes, who the next to step?

Face down, hit, bleedin on the steps a death

Check yo self, you just been invaded by true soldiers

December 31st, 96 (the game is over)

[Chorus]

(I've got all my life to live, plus with all my love to give)

[Verse Three: Dr. Dre, Scarface ]

Smokin weed I never trail, I lead

spendin dough, tripped the cost of a ride like it was pocket money, Gs

but these are the things real playas do

talkin s___ is real things that the hatas do

I'm namin you

s___'s thick, its time to run for shelter

I kept the word, things could happen to marks like it was helter skelter

Dear diary, I'm runnin outta pages

Fadin, in and out, takin purple hazes

The dazes, Revelations in the last stages

Red skys institute, the silent horns playin

Im prayin with tears in my eyes

Cuz I'm tryin to make it into eternal peace without dyin

But they eyein my bank account with beams on my rover

the killa failed to launch his attack (the game is over)

[Chorus]

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