Ed Lover's in the motherfuckin house and ya don't stop One-two, one-two Representin Queens, and ya don't stop Representin Ed Lover, Dr. Dre one time,
WOO-HAH! I got the girl in check It's up my back around my spine Dr. Dre c'mon, your turn to rhyme! [Dr. Dre] C'mon everybody let's all get down What
[singing] Hooters, I love them hooters Can I get a tooter on your hooters I love them hooters.. oahhhohhh! (Tootin on the hooters, tootin on the hooters
sound, bumpin through your town Lords, Dre, Ed Lover, comin from the under It's the East coast sound, bumpin through your town Lords, Dre, Ed Lover,
[Dr. Dre] Niggers that I used to know and sell dope wit' Listen to how a motherfucker flow shit, And let me know what's up and they can blast on, Thinkin
The Wild.. Gotham The Wild.. West {*BANG BANG, BANG*} Ha ha, riiiiide.. [Dr. Dre] All you see is the sun, reflectin off of the gun I'm ready for the
sneaks out to be with me And what I'm sayin is she ain't playin (she creeps with me) And sleeps, between the sheets [Dr. Dre] Yeah, Aftermath, Doc Dre
you five-oh! [Cop] Five-oh? Man I ain't no motherfuckin cop! [SDD] Well hit dis motherfucker den! {*pipe lights up*} ("I can feel it!") [Dr. Dre] + (
[feat. Swizz Beatz] [Intro/Chorus:] VIP chillin', chillin', chillin' Club poppin' chillin', chillin', chillin' Press the death chillin', chillin', chillin
[Verse 1: Dr. Dre] Listen as he executes the funky flute He can play it at a noise so watch him blow it While I be speakin deep down in your eardrums
(feat. Chris Brow) I-I-I- gotta make make my way Way through all these people. I didn't put all this money Just so so I I can see ya' I'm about to act
bus' on niggaz that get mad at me [Dr Dre] Was it a bitch in the mix [Snoop Dogg] Well it had to be [Dr Dre] Lying tricks told them dicks I had a key
ringin Chorus [Dr. Dre] Yeah, c'mon [singers] If you, want to, get on down [Dr. Dre] Uhh, yeah.. c'mon [singers] you gotta get on down [Dr. Dre] Hahaha
(feat. The Game & Jay-Z) You gotta get it - get it. Get it playa Count all the cash up. You gotta get it, get it, get it. [Dr. Dre:] See stops signs
to do my time Chorus: We run game in the ghetto We gets high in the ghetto We gets shot in the ghetto You might get stuck in the ghetto Lil' Ghetto Boy Dr. Dre
ride with me Bumpin thru the streets gettin high with me And if you're down to ride with me Cos you're rollin with the Row Verse 1: Dr. Dre, Snoop Doggy
20 lashes like that dude up in Singapore so Im a pull a fuckin Jeffrey Dahmer now Im suicidal, just like Nirvana [Dr. Dre] Tic Toc Toc Tic Toc Tic Dr Dre
[Snoop] Now I be mobbing like a motherfucker every single day Making funky shit with my nigga Dr. Dre The niggas who talk shit get put on they back By
