[00:00.00] 作词 : Dr. Dre/Andre R. Young/Brian Bailey
[00:00.13] 作曲 : Dr. Dre/Andre R. Young/Brian Bailey
[00:00.27]Hey, yo whassup?
[00:01.85]My name is Dre
[00:03.59]Can I blaze some Chonic witchu?
[00:05.73]******** what? FO' SHO'!
[00:08.14]Roll that bullshit up
[00:09.36]Hell yeah, still "Alwayz Into Somethin'"
[00:11.90]Heart still in Compton
[00:13.22]The comp can't oppose, ****ing Cali platinum classicals
[00:16.27]Introduced you to my Doggs, that don't love hoes
[00:19.37]And Firm Fiascoes - assholes
[00:21.93]**** you up with my last video, tuxed up doin a tango..
[00:25.90]And cash, always in my grasp
[00:28.94]Came up in the game wearin khakis not kangols, stranglin hoes
[00:33.05]When asked about it in most interviews I just laugh
[00:36.17]Now I vacate with hoes with a gang of ass
[00:38.95]One feed me mangoes, the other lightin my hash
[00:41.80]Rap tabloids write Dre's light in the ass (what?)
[00:44.42]Came home uptight, ready to mash
[00:46.91]Like a gas pedal, get on that sixty-four Chevy level
[00:50.15]AK-47 heavy metal
[00:52.37]Who say Dre ain't ghetto? Just whistle like a tea kettle
[00:55.53]I throw three at you, tell me if you see devils
[00:58.50]Cause we rebels over here, I smell Chronic in the air
[01:01.30]That means we takin over this year
[01:03.64]You hear?
[01:05.12]Chronic, two-thousand, "ONE!" - KRS-One
[01:07.12]That means we takin over this year, ya hear?
[01:11.96]Light Speed, blazin Chronic through the galaxy
[01:14.88]Hydro, doja, chocolate thai ****
[01:17.40]Or we might be sippin on gin or Hennessey
[01:20.09]**** that, where that new shit, The Chronic Iced Teas
[01:23.39]I hang among hustlers, I slang and hoo-bang Bronson
[01:26.53]When bustaz roll through, can't **** with my bold crew
[01:29.53]We will hold you captive and bust
[01:31.67]Cause ****ingin is the active, activity
[01:34.50]Where I be livin B, there ain't no Liberty Statue
[01:37.70]Hope you got your gat, don't let them catch you
[01:39.77]Slippin, without yours, it's warfare outdoors
[01:43.02]Ambulance, violent uproars
[01:44.74]Trash bitches takin out like chores I meet whores on tour
[01:47.88]Jeans hot as pepper so I sip, champagne on stormy shores
[01:51.32]We on some hardcore, pornographic
[01:53.46]Totin Austrian firearms that's made out of plastic
[01:56.49]In these drastic surroundings, it be sounding like
[01:59.24]Lebanon, makin fools "RETREAT!" like Megatron and Starscream
[02:02.98]Oh yeah I scream-on-stars
[02:04.20]to get loot and crossover like Kareem Abdul-Jabbar
[02:07.65]Get out your car son, that's how I came to bougie bitche
[02:10.61]Act bad one, it's either that or make front page stardom
[02:13.86]I'm the Golden Child, chased by Sodom
[02:15.77]Newenze gots my bulletproof it's hard to shoot me you hear?
[02:19.99](By the time you see him (BLAM BLAM))
[02:21.82]That means it's real ****ing hard to shoot me, you hear?
[02:29.57]Light Speed, blazin Chronic through the galaxy
[02:32.82]Hydro, doja, chocolate thai ****
[02:35.19]Or we might be sippin on gin or Hennessey
[02:37.88]**** that, where that new shit, The Chronic Iced Teas

作词 : Dr. Dre/Andre R. Young/Brian Bailey
作曲 : Dr. Dre/Andre R. Young/Brian Bailey
Hey, yo whassup?
My name is Dre
Can I blaze some Chonic witchu?
******** what? FO' SHO'!
Roll that bullshit up
Hell yeah, still "Alwayz Into Somethin'"
Heart still in Compton
The comp can't oppose, ****ing Cali platinum classicals
Introduced you to my Doggs, that don't love hoes
And Firm Fiascoes - assholes
**** 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?
Chronic, two-thousand, "ONE!" - KRS-One
That means we takin over this year, ya hear?
Light Speed, blazin Chronic through the galaxy
Hydro, doja, chocolate thai ****
Or we might be sippin on gin or Hennessey
**** that, where that new shit, The Chronic Iced Teas
I hang among hustlers, I slang and hoo-bang Bronson
When bustaz roll through, can't **** with my bold crew
We will hold you captive and bust
Cause ****ingin 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 bitches takin out like chores I meet whores on tour
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 bitche
Act bad one, it's either that or make front page stardom
I'm the Golden Child, chased by Sodom
Newenze gots my bulletproof it's hard to shoot me you hear?
(By the time you see him (BLAM BLAM))
That means it's real ****ing hard to shoot me, you hear?
Light Speed, blazin Chronic through the galaxy
Hydro, doja, chocolate thai ****
Or we might be sippin on gin or Hennessey
**** that, where that new shit, The Chronic Iced Teas