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Break out your fucking swishes
Light up your fuckin’ weed
I’d like to introduce you all to The Chronic III
It’s D R period Dre motherfucka
Back to set the record straight for motherfuckers

I gotta be the number one supplier
I keep you higher than Richard Pryor
I been the dope man since ’86 (’86)
From a nigga with a attitude to a nigga that’s fucking rich
I’m feeling better than I’ve ever been
A lot stronger, plus I got a bet I win (bet I win)
I’m taking all bets, fuck it I’m all in
And when I’m finished with this business I will be number
One (one one)
Started out on the turn tables with little [?] tables turned
You can’t imagine what my label earned
I gross more in a year than most niggas make in their whole career
I’m only here
Two (two two)
Make sure I shake up your rear view
And you niggas could not see me with a clear view
If I was you I’d probably hate me too
‘Cause yeah you got a budget but you can’t fit Dre in it, it’s
Three (three three)
Album solo, that Aftermath logo, platinum plus ’cause I don’t go gold
You know my stacks ain’t got enough wall for all my plaques
Niggas actin’ like I wasn’t coming back
Four
More? I’m too in love with this shit, plus I came too far to quit
And it was in nine
Five
I got sick of niggas trippin’ and shit, so I started building my label, sometime in 9 6
Six
Adjust the levels on my mic so it’s loud and clear (testing)
This is something that I want the whole world to hear (world to hear)
Seven
I’m tired of niggas blaming sales on the industry
The music ain’t shit, and personally it’s offending me

Twelve steps to recovery

Fuckin’ with the D R, find yourself an E R
Need CPR, do you know who we are?
Love cognac and cigars, so high I don’t see y’all
On a whole ‘nother level, that’s why I couldn’t be y’all
Eight
Straight summers they’ve been patiently waiting
And I’d like to thank you all for being patient
I’d like to shout out all the critics for hating
‘Cause you’ve only been the fuel for my motivation
Nine
You cat’s lives is limited
While I got black cards for all of my businesses
And there’s
Ten
Million reasons why you can’t fuck with Detox
And I’m the biggest influence in hip-hop
Eleven
I can’t stop, look what I started
I get the most pay, because I work the hardest
Twelve
Should’ve been number one to me
It’s hard work to you, but it’s fun for me

Twelve steps to recovery

[Chorus]
I just wanna fuck Demi
Nut on her titties
Whip out my cock, make that bitch lick it
I just wanna fuck Demi
Bitch fuck with me
I know you like Charlie
Bitch don’t be stingy

[Verse: Comethazine]
Take off your top, take off your socks
I know you not a slut bitch I know you not a thot
Bitch I like that
Let me hit it from the back
Let me take off my pants
Let me put away my strauss
Bitch don’t be scared cuz you know I got your back
Let me take you out, let’s go buy a house
Let’s go fuck some bands up
Blow a hunnid thousand
Yes bitch I’m rich, I know you rich too
I don’t give a fuck about your man he a duff
Baby lets duck off
Lets go smoke some buff
Lets go hit the stu
I know you like to sing
You gon be my bitch if I buy your access ring
Check your DM hoe, why the fuck you playin
I hit you everyday, but your ass ain’t seeing
But your ass will and when you do it sober
Imma get your fucking name tatted on my shoulder
I just signed a deal
My wrist got colder
I just wanna fuck Demi Lovato when I’m older

[Chorus]
I just wanna fuck Demi
Nut on her titties
Whip out my cock, make that bitch lick it
I just wanna fuck Demi
Bitch fuck with me
I know you like Charlie
Bitch don’t be stingyI just wanna fuck Demi
Nut on her titties
Whip out my cock, make that bitch lick it
I just wanna fuck Demi
Bitch fuck with me
I know you like Charlie
Bitch don’t be stingy

[NOT FULL]

[Verse]
Don’t know what’s happening
… [?]
It’s only been a week
And abroad [?] outside at your house

I’m … [?]
Just let me in and hear me out

[Hook]
‘Cause it’s about a go down (Uh)

I’m think in straight
… [?] my speech
I could be a slave
You got me like a doll on a leash

And two thousands [?]
Your body makes me wanna be live
(And down on my knees)

[Chorus]
Take it all my money for my pain (for my pain) [?]
Take it … [?]
You all up in my head
But I’m need a mad
You make me wanna make a…
Bad decision

[Verse]
Let’s broke in shop and trick
Maybe I could charter a jet,
I don’t give a shit
If I never get out of debt

Wanna be with yourself and no one else Alright
And You Wanna go out wanna scream and shout Tonight
You Want some space like out of my face Alright
(A A A Alright)
And you want me back like a likefull track Tonight
(To o oonight)

Chorus:
Your my needy girl I can tell when I look in your big brown eyes
You Want my world but how can I do yours if I can’t do mine
I Trie to change but somehow I don’t feel the same
It’s all about what you want what you say how you feel how you play

You’re a needy girl and you want my world
I Trie to change
But its not the same

Telephone

When you’re home alone, you don’t answer the phone Alright
(Aaa Alright)
But its like a crime if you don’t answer mine Tonight
(Too o Tonight)
So it comes to a man who is more than a friend Alright
(Aaa Alright)
But you still got me for skielsi Tonight
(Tooo Tonight)

Chorus:
You’re my needy girl I can tell when I look
In your big brown eyes
You want my world but how can I do yours if I can’t do mine
I trie to change but somehow I don’t feel the same
Its all about what you want what you say what you fel what how play

You’re a needy girl
And you want my world I trie to change but its not the same

[Intro: Future]
Yeah, gotta believe us
Super

[Chorus: Future]
Head full of smoke, body full of ink
I don’t measure it no more, I pour it ’til it’s pink
As I’m lifting up the doors, droppin’ ashes on the seats, whoa
I ain’t barely reach my peak, no
I ain’t barely reach my peak, no
I ain’t barely reach my peak
As I’m lifting up the doors, droppin’ ashes on the seats, whoa
I ain’t barely reach my peak, no

[Verse 1: Chance The Rapper]
My baby mama finna get her masters (bravo!)
I just hit the office, that’s the FAFSA (line up)
I don’t wanna hear about no masters (no, no)
I just hit my pastor, it’s faster (okay, okay)
They gon’ point to Cuba when I pass away
I probably still be ballin’ on my Cast Away
I just got a text that say keep goin’ (alright, alright)
I just got a check that say keep goin’
Hurricane Jericho, born-bred Crane mode
Everything player code, phone airplane mode (alright alright)
Nothing come for free, nothing come for free
You might be the devil, you don’t f*ck with me
I’ma keep makin’, I make extra payments
I’m a free agent like the second Matrix
I’mma make donations till there’s reparations (alright alright)
Been dancing round the town like I was Kevin Bacon (alright alright)
I be doing sh*t they only think about
I might throw a milli in the Chase account
Nothing come for free, nothing come for free
You might be the feds, you don’t f*ck with me

[Chorus: Future]
Head full of smoke, body full of ink
I don’t measure it no more, I pour it ’til it’s pink
As I’m lifting up the doors, droppin’ ashes on the seats, whoa
I ain’t barely reach my peak, no
I ain’t barely reach my peak, no
I ain’t barely reach my peak
As I’m lifting up the doors, droppin’ ashes on the seats, whoa
I ain’t barely reach my peak, no

[Verse 2: King Louie]
I just went on tour an’ got a check to do some sh*t I love
Call up L.A. Reid an’ tell his ass it’s time to run it up
Doin’ all this countin’ on my own, I need some new thumbs
I heard they say they gon’ do somethin’ to me
Tell ’em, “Do something”
Live nation checks with my name give me goosebumps
I’ll book a flight for your girl and make your boo cum
Slide on the prey in a day and make the news come
I had a few fights for my life an’ I ain’t lose one
Nothin’ come for free, nothin’ come for free (nope)
When I’m with your spouse, she gon’ cum for me
You don’t want no problems, they go down for me
We can ball an’ kick it, come an’ pump with me, hah

[Chorus: Future]
Head full of smoke, body full of ink
I don’t measure it no more, I pour it ’til it’s pink
As I’m lifting up the doors, droppin’ ashes on the seats, whoa
I ain’t barely reach my peak, no
I ain’t barely reach my peak, no
I ain’t barely reach my peak
As I’m lifting up the doors, droppin’ ashes on the seats, whoa
I ain’t barely reach my peak, no