Drug Related lyrics

by

Dr. Dre


[Verse 1: T.I.]
Kuntry had fronted me 20 ki's told me to keep 20 G's
Then forgot to tell me that it's 25 to eternity
Now picture me, in a GS3 with all my folk
Versace Coat, and a Monte 'Lo from slangin' coke
This ain't no joke situation n*gga, I'm ill with it
My occupation? clockin' 6 figures, so deal with it
My Marc Buchanan Pelle Pelle over Teflon, protect my belly
From 9 millimeter cannon, while talkin' on celly telly's
n*ggas frontin' like they makin' pay, this real pimpin'
Ki's comin straight from the CIA and Bill Clinton
You petty thugs ain't got a clue do you?
Hey who the man who supply the man who supplying you...
With a couple grand?
To risk your freedom for some luxuries? this ain't the best
n*gga materialistics can't substitute for your happiness
Life's about how you feel about you and what you do
When you wake up in the morning
In the mirror, you seeing who?
I think you n*ggas done bit off more than you can chew
Cause you don't even know why you do
Half that hot ass sh*t you do
Why I'm trappin'? cause it's the only job with fair taxes
And it keep a n*gga tight to death in Polos and Air Max's
I'm blastin' these n*ggas daily, whenever they try to play me
Baby you wanna lay me, but baby you gotta pay me
n*gga you owe me cheese?, that's grounds for beef
I'm rollin' with the P$C with a pound to chief
Hey if this rap sh*t don't work?, I'm stuck slangin' drugs
Until I.. make enough money to go and buy me a club
I got.. 36 ounces that I got to move
And 20 ki's coming to me on the 4th of June
Soon as the school year ends, I pick up my ki's
So crank the V12, put down the females, replace 'em with cheese
200 G's for the package, but they 10.5 a piece, now
On the streets they goin' for 21.5 at least
Hey
21.5 x 20? look, that's 430
But listen closer cause the dope game get more dirty
If I cut 'em into ounces, 28 grams for $800 a piece
Hey, 36 of them in a ki, more cheese for me !
Now there's 28 G's and 800 cash
Just for one ki, and I got 19 more stashed
28 g's at 800, times 19 mo' ?
Come up to 5-4-7 comma 2-0-0
That's 547 G's and two hunna
47 G's used to ball, 200 to get blunted
The other 500 G's? invest it in ki's
So I can triple my cheese and have a million with ease
That's how it is
This game ain't no life time deal
You better get as much cheese as you can and get the f*ck outta here
That's how it is
This game ain't no life time deal
You better get as much cheese as you can and get the f*ck outta here
Yeaaa

This for all y'all goddamn so called uh ex-convicts, so called former dope dealers man. When y'all done had a summer like that, you knahmsayin'? n*gga I done gave you the rundown homeboy. n*gga you can check my mothaf*ckin' background n*gga, check my credentials n*gga you knahmsayin'?. It's official n*gga, I done done this sh*t. Summer '96, n*gga remember me? Haaaa. 16 years old, balling on y'all b*tch ass n*ggas. Pimp Squad Click remember the...you remember who the first n*gga was with a Millenia n*gga, y'all remember the first n*gga through the Westside n*gga with a Millenia n*gga , y'all remember that sh*t n*gga..that sh*t ain't fake n*gga, I did that sh*t for real. My reputation proceeds me homeboy. n*gga y'all n*ggas talkin' all that dopeboy sh*t, y'all n*ggas kickin' all that convict sh*t, man I laugh at y'all man. I'm sittin' back man, that's why you see me in my button down shirt. That's why you see me in my button down shirts in my Rolls Royce man, cuz I done done that sh*t man. I'm happy to be alive man, I'm happy to be out, I'm happy to be done never snitched on nobody, never done caught no case, never been down the road like that you knahmsayin'?. I done done my lil' time, came on home man. n*gga I'm a real motherf*ckin' G n*gga, this is what motherf*ckin' dreams is made of n*gga. You listen closely, I'm drug related
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