Ahhhhhwww shit, fuck!. . It's a brand new day in the hood. It's money to make, and I'm doin bad and it ain't lookin good. It's all about the you know what everywhere that I roll.
What is reality?. Motherfuckers out here don't know shit. They ain't tryin to know shit. Just a dumb motherfucker out here tryin to represent. Get my motherfuckin paper.
[Featuring Dr. Dre, Prince Ital]. Intro: Dr. Dre. I know you're bobbin your head, cause I can see yah (repeat 4X). You can't see me, hah. Back up in that ass once again.
(Yukmouth). Yes!. (Uh!). Yes!. Welcome!. (Thug niggas throw yo turf in the air!). Smoke-A-Lot up in this bitch!. (Throw yo hood in the air!). A-G-2 the Ke, DMG, yes!.
Yes, yes, yes, uh!. Balla shit, nigga. Timer shit nigga. (Regime shit baby). Flossy shit, boi!. (Smoke-A-Lot, Smoke-A-Lot). Rolex Rulez. Check it, we rock big jew-els an shit, big karats an baggets an shit.
[ CHORUS ]. I got some killers on the payroll, and they know. When it's time to handle business, nigga, lay low. . [ Phats Bossi ]. Money to double, still in the struggle, stuck to my hustle.
[Big Krizz Kaliko]. Regime Mobstaz. Regime Niggaz. Regime Killers. Regime Life. (2x). . [Tech N9ne]. Yo, yo!. I'm a Regime original. My flow's aqua. She give me yo' snaps.
Welcome.. It is I that you see.. Little boys an girls.... Revelationz.. Listen.. Why do the good die young, an the bad mutha fuckas live fo ever?. 'cause nigga, we livin on hell nigga..
I live the life of a hooler, take ten pages. Turn around and shoot 'em, concrete Buddha. We threw 'em in the creak to loose 'em. Streets polluted with drugs, salute 'em with thugs.
I don't know about you I'm doin' what I do. And the way I'm livin' is great. Only thing that I can do, every day contend you. Give them haters reason to hate.
I got it hemmed - mad methods to microphone mechanism from inner city. curriculm to cuttin edge for headz like circumcisions in yah mental. zone I'm sly-er than Stallone basic instincts like Sharon Stone.
I got real nigga ways thata neva change. I keep it on point for hoes n bustas in da game. she on my dick as soon as she heard a niggah name. tellin me all type a shit.
Chorus:. I told my nigga roll up the window. Roll up the indo. Then we really can't complain. I was living low, couldn't get dough. Niggas giving info.
[Chorus: Tiggs Da Author]. Your love is my rehab. Few times up on a Wednesday. Hell yeah, hear my friends' advice. But I don't hear what my friends say.
Aaaah. . Yeah. . Look it. . I do mean to be too mean. Shining like I do with new bling. And anybody wanna bite our routine. Will get cut like stella with the groove thing, back.
Whatever happened to the emcee. Times done changed for the emcee. And if he rap, I know he gotta be buzzed. If you don't know somebody who rap. You know somebody who does.
Round town, I'm bound, shake the ground. Shake the town, wave the pound, laid you down. . Round town, I'm bound, shake the ground. Shake the town, wave the pound, laid you down.
Faster now than ever, I run to You. Now I know You better, I run to You. I am a little older now, You know it's true. May be a little wiser too, I run to You.
[Man's voice]. The end...justifies the means. Two-two-two wrongs...make, a right. I-I should come first, in this nation. . [Q]. You gotta readjust the means.
I'm a problem child, I'm my own worst enemy. No matter what happens in life, precise and nothing scares me. Even the bombs is exploding all around me.