Yeah, nigga, I'm still fucking with you Still waters run deep Still Snoop Dogg and D.R.A. 9-9, nigga Guess who's back? Steve Still doing that shit, André? Oh, for sure Yeah Check me out It's still Dre Day, nigga AK, nigga Though I've grown a lot, can't keep it home a lot Cause when I frequent the spots that I'm known to rock You hear the bass from the truck when I'm on the block Ladies, they pay homage, but haters say Dre fell off Pow, nigga, my last album was The Chronic They wanna know if he still got it They say rap's changed, they wanna know how I feel about it If you ain't up on bass Dr. Dre is the name, I'm ahead of my game Still puffing my leaves, still fucking for beats Still not loving police Still rock my khakis with a cuff in the crease Still got love for the streets, repping 213 Still the beat bang, still doing my thing Since I left there ain't too much change Still I'm representing for the gangsters all across the world Still hittin them Koners and them Lolo's, girl Still taking my time to perfect the beat And I still got love for the streets It's the D.R.A. I'm representing for the gangsters all across the world Still hitting them Koners and them Lolo's, girl Still taking my time to perfect the beat And I still got love for the streets It's the D.R.A. Since the last time you heard from me I lost some friends Well, hell, me and Snoop we dipping again Kept my ear to the streets, signed Eminem He's triple platinum, doing 50 a week Still, I stay close to the heat And even when I was close to defeat, I rose to my feet My life's like a soundtrack I wrote to the beat Sweet rap like Caliweed, I smoke till I'm sleep Wake up in the a.m., compose a beat I bring the fire till you're soaking in your seat It's not a fluke, it's been tried, I'm the truth Since turn out the lights from the world class record crew I'm still at it, after mathematics In the home of drive-bys and athletics Swap meets, sticky green and bad traffic I dip through, then I give to the D.R.A. Representing for the gangsters all across the world Still hitting them Koners and them Lolo's, girl Still taking my time to perfect the beat And I still got love for the streets It's the D.R.A. Representing for the gangsters all across the world Still hitting them Koners and them Lolo's, girl Still taking my time to perfect the beat And I still got love for the streets It's the D.R.A. It ain't nothing but mo' hot shit Another classic CD for y'all to vibe with Whether you're cooling on the Kona with your fly bitch Lay back in the shack, play this track I'm representing for the gangsters all across the world Still hitting them Koners and them Lolo's, girl I'll break your neck, damn near put your face in your lap Niggas try to be the king, but the ace is back So if you ain't up on things Dr. Dre be the name, still running the game Still got it wrapped like a mummy Still ain't tripping, love to see young blacks get money Spend time out the hood, take they moms out the hood Hit my boys off the jobs, no more living hard Barbecues every day, driving fancy cars Still gon' get my V.R. I'm representing for the gangsters all across the world Still hitting them Koners and them Lolo's, girl Still taking my time to perfect the beat And I still got love for the streets It's the D.R.A. I'm representing for the gangsters all across the world Still hitting them Koners and them Lolo's, girl Still taking my time to perfect the beat And I still got love for the streets It's the D.R.A. I'm representing for the gangsters all across the world Still hitting them Koners and them Lolo's, girl Still taking my time to perfect the beat And I still got love for the streets It's the D.R.A. Right back up in your motherfucking ass Nine five plus four pennies Add that shit up, D.R.E. Right back up on top of things Smoke some with your dog No stress, no seeds, no stems, no sticks Some of that real sticky-icky-icky Ooh-wee Put it in the air, air Boy, you's a fool, D.R. Thanks for watching! Like, comment, and subscribe!