Light Speed Lyrics - Dr. Dre 2001 - Dr. Dre

(Dr. Dre) 

Hey, yo whassup? 

My name is Dre 

Can I blaze some Chonic witchu? 

(ms. roq) 

Nigga what? FO' SHO'! 

Roll that shit up! 

(Dr. Dre) 

Hell yeah, still "Alwayz Into Somethin'" 

Heart still in Compton 

The comp can't oppose, dope Cali platinum classicals 

Introduced you to my Doggs, that don't love hoes 

and Firm Fiascoes - assholes 

Fucked you up with my last video, tuxed up 

doin a tango. 

And cash, always in my grasp 

Came up in the game wearin khakis not kangols, stranglin hoes 

When asked about it in most interviews I just laugh 

Now I vacate with hoes with a gang of ass 

One feed me mangoes, the other lightin my hash 

Rap tabloids write Dre's light in the ass (what?) 

Came home uptight, ready to mash 

like a gas pedal, get on that sixty-four Chevy level 

AK-47 heavy metal 

Who say Dre ain't ghetto? Just whistle like a tea kettle 

I throw three at you, tell me if you see devils 

cause we rebels over here, I smell Chronic in the air 

that means we takin over this year 

You hear? 

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(ms. roq) Chronic, two-thousand, "ONE! {*echoes*}" -- KRS-One 

(Dre) That means we takin over this year, ya hear? 

(ms. roq) 

Light Speed, blazin Chronic through the galaxy 

Hydro, doja, chocolate thai weed 

Or we might be sippin on gin or Hennessey 

Fuck that, where that new shit, The Chronic Iced Teas 

(Hittman) 

I hang among hustlers, I slang and hoo-bang Bronson 

when bustaz roll through, can't fuck with my bold crew 

We will hold you captive and bust 

cause gangbangin is the active, activity 

where I be livin B, there ain't no Liberty Statue 

Hope you got your gat, don't let them catch you 

slippin, without yours, it's warfare outdoors 

Ambulance, violent uproars 

Trash niggaz takin out like chores I meet whores on tours 

Jeans hot as pepper so I sip, champagne on stormy shores 

We on some hardcore, pornographic 

Totin Austrian firearms that's made out of plastic 

In these drastic surroundings, it be sounding like 

Lebanon, makin fools "RETREAT!" like Megatron and Starscream 

Oh yeah I scream-on-stars 

to get loot and crossover like Kareem Abdul-Jabbar 

Get out your car son, that's how I came to bougie niggaz 

At bar one, it's either that or make front page stardom 

I'm the Golden Child, chased by Sodom 

? gots my bulletproof it's hard to shoot me you hear? 

(By the time you see him {*BLAM BLAM*}) 

That means it's real fuckin hard to shoot me, you hear? 

(ms. roq) 

Light Speed, blazin Chronic through the galaxy 

Hydro, doja, chocolate thai weed 

Or we might be sippin on gin or Hennessey 

Fuck that, where that new shit, The Chronic Iced Teas