Still D.R.E. (Instrumental)

Still Snoop Dogg and D-R-E (Guess who's back) Still, still doing that sh-, huh Dre? Oh, for sure, yeah, check me out

It's still Dre Day (ah), A.K. (ah) 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 trunk when I'm on the block Ladies, they pay homage, but haters say Dre fell off How n-? 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 thangs)

Dr. Dre is the name, I'm ahead of my game Still, puffin' my leafs, still f- with the beats Still not lovin' police (Uh huh) Still rock my khakis with a cuff and a crease Still got love for the streets, repping 213 Still the beat bangs, still doing my thang Since I left, ain't too much changed, still

I'm representin' for the gangsters all across the world Still, hittin' them corners in them low-low's girl Still takin' my time to perfect the beat And I still got love for the streets, it's the D-R-E

I'm representin' for the gangsters all across the world Still, hittin' them corners in them low-low's girl Still takin' my time to perfect the beat And I still got love for the streets, it's the D-R-E

Since the last time you heard from me I lost some friends Well, hell, me and Snoop, we dippin' 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 Treat rap like Cali' weed, I smoke 'til I'm sleep

Wake up in the a.m., compose a beat I bring the fire 'til you're soakin' in your seat It's not a fluke, it's been tried, I'm the troop It's "Turn Out the Lights" from the World Class Wreckin' Cru I'm still at it, After-mathematics In the home of drive-by's and ak-matics Swap meets, sticky green, and bad traffic I dip through then I get skin, D-R-E

I'm representin' for the gangsters all across the world Still, hittin' them corners in them low-low's girl Still takin' my time to perfect the beat And I still got love for the streets, it's the D-R-E

I'm representin' for the gangsters all across the world Still, hittin' them corners in them low-low's girl Still takin' my time to perfect the beat And I still got love for the streets, it's the D-R-E

It ain't nothin' but more hot sh- Another classic CD for y'all to vibe with Whether you're coolin' on a corner with your fly b- Laid back in the shack, play this track I'm representin' for the gangsters all across the world (Still hittin' them corners in them low-low's girl)

I'll break your neck, damn near put your face in your lap N- try to be the king but the ace is back (So if you ain't up on thangs) Dr. Dre be the name still runnin' the game Still got it wrapped like a mummy Still ain't trippin', love to see young blacks get money Spend time out the hood, take they moms out the hood Hit my boys off with jobs, no more living hard Barbeques every day, driving fancy cars Still gonna get mine regardless

I'm representin' for the gangsters all across the world Still, hittin' them corners in them low-low's girl Still, takin' my time to perfect the beat And I still got love for the streets, it's the D-R-E

I'm representin' for the gangsters all across the world Still, hittin' them corners in them low-low's girl Still, takin' my time to perfect the beat And I still got love for the streets, it's the D-R-E

I'm representin' for the gangsters all across the world Still, hittin' them corners in them low-low's girl Still takin' my time to perfect the beat And I still got love for the streets, it's the D-R-E

Like that, right back up in ya 9-5 plus four pennies, add that sh- up D-R-E right back up on top of thangs 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 Well, you's a fool, D-R, ha-ha