Remedy歌词

As my, Daytons spin, lowrider sittin low
Hittin corners so hard you can taste my rims
Rag top six-fo', Henny in the passenger side
Smokin chronic just let me ride
You would do it if my name was Dre, second comin ************
Throw it up for the king of L.A
I'm known for makin ******* take they clothes off
Long as I'm from Compton, California I could never go soft
I'm hard as a ************ ounce of raw
Dribble rock like Kobe Bryant bounce the ball
**** the law!! Feedin my son is a must
Whip it soft, whip it hard, in crack we trust
Why Andrew Jackson look high as **** on the 20, G answer
******* been around for centuries
Since I'm young, black and rich, I'm the public enemy
Ridin the bass drum, Just Blaze got the remedy

I got the remedy

Aftermath got the remedy

***** back up (back up) back up (back up)
'Fore you get your punk-ass smoked
I ain't no joke G, so don't provoke me
I'm from the city of angels where that Jacob watch is a trophy
And starin at that Hollywood sign'll get you straight jacked
(Where you from fool?) Better say you pro-black
Causin walkin in Roscoe's wit'cha chain hangin
Is like Giuliani tryin to get rid of the gangbaners
Now that 'Pac passed, tryin to put us on Death Row
Get ready for the Aftermath
I run through the city like Godzilla
Doin mo' damage than Ice-T when he dropped Cop Killa
Pull a shotty out the trunk of the Chevy
There go another victim of a one-eight-seven
Who's the grim reaper wit'cha life in his hand
Even the toughest ****** run when my gun go... blam
So kick back and watch the ******* dance
N.W.A. is back, now let me see your ************ hands

I got the remedy

Aftermath got the remedy

***** back up (back up) back up (back up)
'Fore you get your punk-ass smoked
I'm back by popular demand and so
All black interior on the cherry red six-fo'
****** endin they careers tryin to shut me up
Actin like I traded in my khakis for a button up
The West Coast still dippin
Game still Bloodin, and Snoop still Crippin
So what you sayin loc? Red and blue bandana
Tied in a knot, as I creep through the chronic smoke
They say it ain't good **** if you don't choke
**** got my head spinnin like the hundred spokes
Three wheelin through the neighborhood
System on blast, as the ************ one-time pass
The key to drivebys is aim steady
Turn that Bape hoody into ************ confetti
When you cross that enemy line
Close your eyes, parental discretion is advised