Don’t Trip lyrics

by

Dr. Dre


[Produced by will.i.am]

[Intro: Dr. Dre]
Yo, yo, will.i.am, my n*gga
It’s your boy Dre
Yo, I-I don’t think people know that you know how to take it to the streets

[Verse 1: The Game]
Check it out now, check it out now
Check it out, uh-huh
It’s like that, yeah, it’s like that now
It’s like that, uh-huh, it’s like that now
That black .45, I gotta put it on
That chrome Glock 9, I gotta put it on
That .38 special, I gotta put it on
Never leave the house without the teflon
Hop off the porch like

[Chorus: will.i.am & The Game]
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, that new bounce
New bounce, new bo-, don’t trip on me
Don’t trip on me, don’t trip on me
Don’t trip on me, don’t trip on me
Don’t trip on me
n*gga don't trip
[Verse 2: The Game]
Don’t trip, homie
Yeah, I’m the opposite of Crip, homie
You ain’t even gotta ask, n*ggas know me
I make it rain like Tony, Toni, Toné
Aventador to the corner store, I whip this hard
Compton God, watch ‘em jump over cop cars
Yeah, I grew up to N.W.A, n*gga
And my grannies whipping yay-yay, n*gga

[Verse 3: Ice Cube]
Come on, don’t trip, homie
Ice grew up around Crips, homie
Where you motherf*ckers find this phony?
Acting hard, he’s a tenderoni
The boulevard to the prison yard, I push this cart
Westside rolling, wherever you are
And I been coming up
And ain't none of y'all n*ggas running up
'Cause I'm quick-draw when I'm gunning up
Boy you know the sun ain't coming up
Lay that ass down (Buh-kow!)
Tryna milk this cash cow
Face down, look at you now, b*tch

[Chorus: will.i.am & The Game]
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, that new bounce
New bounce, new bo-, don’t trip on me
Don’t trip on me, don’t trip on me
Don’t trip on me, don’t trip on me
Don’t trip on me
n*gga don't trip
[Verse 4: Dr. Dre]
You know the deal, greet a n*gga on your knees, b*tch
You heard the talk around town I don't need sh*t
Compton! Deep water got 'em seasick
Murder, murder sh*t and ain't nobody see sh*t
Bomb weed, palm tree, gold D sh*t
Who that n*gga that said I wasn't gon' be sh*t?
c*cktail through the window with the indo
(It's what this is) We don't stress them innuendos
(We) Do what we wanna when we want to
(And we) Never hesitated to confront you
(And we) Seen sh*t as kids
It was normal to us, it might take you
But it might f*ck around and haunt you
Shoulda come and see this sh*t
Give a f*ck about no tours, n*gga
I want you to come and be this sh*t
Ren, Cube, Yella, Dre, and Eazy-E this sh*t
See how long it take your punk ass to leave this b*tch
Compton

[Chorus: will.i.am & The Game]
Don't trip on me, don't trip on me
Don't trip on me, don't trip on me
n*gga don't trip
[Verse 5: The Game]
Don't trip, Blood
I make it rain in Compton like it's a strip club
I grew up on Santana block, that's where the Crips was
My mama house was in the middle of the street
How was a n*gga supposed to get to school?
I hopped every backyard on my block
Till I got to Elm Street, took the rag out my sock
And I could have been a Crip but I ain't like blue that much
All Crip school, I ain't really go to school that much
I was selling crack on Elm, bagging up sacks on Elm
With the ratchet in my Bulls jacket, giving you the facts on Elm
King Frog and Big Face, they had my back on Elm
We was fighting over territory with the T-Flats on Elm
I had to scrap on Elm, that's how I got my stripes
Air Max 95s, not a scratch on my Nikes
2016 motherf*cker, don't you pull it
'Cause I made it out of Compton with a stab wound and five bullets

[Chorus: The Game & will.i.am]
Don't trip on me oh, don't trip on me oh
Don't trip on me oh, don't trip on me oh
Don't trip on me oh, don't trip on me oh
Don't trip on me oh, don't trip on me oh
Don't trip on me, don't trip on me
Don't trip on me, don't trip on me
Don't trip on me, don't trip on me
n*gga don't trip

[Verse 6: The Game]
'Cause I'm bool like that, I'm bool like that
I'm bool like that, yeah I'm bool like that
They say "Game, why you always act a fool like that?"
'Cause I went to Compton High Crip School like that
I was Blood, and I ain't really like blue like that
They was Crippin, they ain't give a f*ck who like that
Them n*ggas jumped me, why they have to do a 'Ru like that?
n*gga went and got the homies and we flew right back
They C like that, we B like that
We trip like that ;cause LA sick like that
We Blood like that, we Crip like that
The blunt lit like that, we out

[Outro: will.i.am]
When you ready, lemme know
When you want it, lemme know, I got it
When you see me, congratulate a n*gga, don't hate
n*ggas will always be n*ggas, yep, true
That's why I don't trip on these n*ggas, would you?
n*ggas is wild like gorillas that's stuck in that zoo, yep
What happens when n*ggas unite and start making them moves
Don't trip
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