Dr. Dre, Hittman - Light Speed (Album Version (Edited))(2008)

[00:00.62] Hey, yo whassup?
[00:01.72] My name is Dre
[00:03.07] Can I blaze some Chonic witchu?
[00:05.66] Nigga what? Fo' ho'!
[00:07.64] Roll that shit up!
[00:09.06] Hell yeah, still alwayz into somethin'
[00:11.61] Heart still in Compton
[00:12.96] The comp can't oppose, dope Cali platinum classicals
[00:16.18] Introduced you to my Doggs, that don't love hoes
[00:19.07] And Firm Fiascoes, assholes
[00:21.75] Fucked you up with my last video, tuxed up
[00:25.73] Doin' a tango, and cash, always in my grasp
[00:28.44] Came up in the game wearin' khakis not kangols, stranglin' hoes
[00:32.80] When asked about it in most interviews, I just laugh
[00:35.68] Now I vacate with hoes with a gang of ass
[00:38.75] One feed me mangoes, the other lightin' my hash
[00:41.29] Rap tabloids write Dre's light in the ass (what?)
[00:44.33] Came home uptight, ready to mash
[00:46.78] Like a gas pedal, get on that 64 Chevy level
[00:49.91] AK-47 heavy metal
[00:52.46] Who say Dre ain't ghetto? Just whistle like a tea kettle
[00:55.35] I throw three at you, tell me if you see devils
[00:58.36] 'Cause we rebels over here, I smell Chronic in the air
[01:01.92] That means we takin' over this year, you hear?
[01:04.65] Chronic, two-thousand (one)
[01:06.93] That means we takin over this year, ya hear?
[01:11.42] Light Speed, blazin' Chronic through the galaxy
[01:14.64] Hydro, doja, chocolate Thai weed
[01:17.50] Or we might be sippin' on gin or Hennessy
[01:20.00] Fuck that, where that new shit, The Chronic Iced Teas
[01:23.01] I hang among hustlers, I slang and hoo-bang Bronson
[01:26.42] When bustaz roll through, can't fuck with my bold crew
[01:29.33] We will hold you captive and bust
[01:31.59] 'Cause gangbangin' is the active, activity
[01:34.48] Where I be livin' B, there ain't no Liberty Statue
[01:37.57] Hope you got your gat, don't let them catch you
[01:39.55] Slippin', without yours, it's warfare outdoors
[01:42.90] Ambulance, violent uproars
[01:44.83] Trash niggaz takin' out like chores, I meet whores on tours
[01:47.64] Jeans hot as pepper, so I sip, champagne on stormy shores
[01:51.36] We on some hardcore, pornographic
[01:53.69] Totin' Austrian firearms that's made out of plastic
[01:56.48] In these drastic surroundings, it be sounding like
[01:59.20] Lebanon, makin' fools retreat like Megatron and Starscream
[02:03.19] Oh yeah, I scream-on-stars
[02:04.56] To get loot and crossover like Kareem Abdul-Jabbar
[02:07.64] Get out your car son, that's how I came to bougie niggaz
[02:10.49] At bar one, it's either that or make front page stardom
[02:13.69] I'm the Golden Child, chased by Sardo Nympsay
[02:16.64] God's my bulletproof, it's hard to shoot me, you hear?
[02:19.40] (By the time you see him)
[02:21.76] That means it's real fuckin' hard to shoot me, you hear?
[02:25.04]
[02:29.39] Light Speed, blazin' Chronic through the galaxy
[02:32.37] Hydro, doja, chocolate Thai weed
[02:35.09] Or we might be sippin' on gin or Hennessy
[02:37.75] Fuck that, where that new shit, The Chronic Iced Teas
[02:39.50]