[Intro: Busta Rhymes, Dr. Dre, Kurupt & Pete Rock]

Dr. Dre, fresh out the vault!

Pete Rock, Doc Dre up in this bitch

And don't forget the Kingpin Kurupt

Still Dogg Pound Nigga, never givin' a fuck (Yes)

East Coast, West Coast together

(Yeah) What, what, what

Pete Rock, Doc Dre up in this bitch

[Verse 1: Kurupt & Dr. Dre]

Verbal seduction is what I do to precautions

I burn metal with elegant etiquette

You puppet niggas fuckin' with your pedal

The Devil's advocate, acidic idiots

Why face 'em and why bother 'em?

My bitches them other draggings

Nigga, and I'm the father

Student of mass-mayhem, destruction

Kurupt, the putoline's punchin' production

Nothing can stop me from gettin' sloppy

Slap the draws of the bitch like a puck, and it's ice hockey

Rambo motherfucker, ready to face Rocky

I leave you Penny-less, insidious instrumental record

Bodies burnt, only way to (Shoutout to my baby bro) [?] is through the dental records

Who these niggas was or were (Kurupt), his or her?

You can't tell like (The Kingpin), is there Heaven or Hell

Like 40-nickel shell chipper

I put a nigga down like a zipper

You the Captain in the skipper tryna save these bitches (What?!)

I do it non-stop, everything I do is for the love of Hip-Hop (Whoo)

I'm above, and you not

Off of drugs, off of liquor

Niggas will get shot (Get shot, get shot)

[Bridge: Pete Rock & Dr. Dre ]

This is Pete Rock

Yo, this shit is crazy my nigga! (Yo)

Wait, holdup

Turn that, turn that shit up

Ey, turn it up

I need to hear it a 'lil louder

Okay

Okay, right

Yeah Q, I like that

Pete Rock, Doc Dre

Classic action into classic fashion

Get 'em Dr. Dre!

Ride on these bitch-ass niggas man

Uh, get 'em

[Verse 2: Dr. Dre & Pete Rock]

Results may vary in different areas

But they know, CPT

Around the world we put fear in 'em, we was scarring 'em

Egyptians bury kings with their gold into afterlife

To make sure that they made it

I think them plaques and them plaques will carry us

And now them guns out, ready to confetti 'em

Lucky I made it out, 'cause the Police planted that paraphernalia

Half a Davis, no letter man

I'm just sayin' man, none of my niggas flunk

But we lovin' them dead presidents

It's Doc Dre, the medicine man

I keep a seddative seddative settlin' in

Hip-Hop's IV, clear

It's alive (Oh shit)

Now I ain't even an MC

And that's un the humble

Keepin' this Hip-Hop shit alive

And I'm ready to rumble

(I'm ready to rumble, I'm ready to rumble)

Yeah nigga

What? Kuruption!

[Verse 3: Kurupt]

Maniac rap, aqua boogie bang, none realer

Tyler Tucker get to duckin' motherfuckin' Godyzilla

Got a bitch in New Zealand just chillin' full of adrenaline

Waitin' for me to come get the pussy to start killin' it

Feelin it, like I just took a shot and she put a pill in it

Through your vest, through your neck

Upper torso to your spine

Make your chest touch your back, disconnect

Terpentine, words poison

Let my homeboys in

Everybody down on the ground and don't make a sound

Or the only sound from the ceiling down will be the Pound

Let it rain, thunder cloud

Talents bouncin' all around

Body parts come apart

I finish, you start

To show the mark in ya, bullets park in ya

Murk work from here to the murk park, nigga

Lurkin' through the deep depths of the dark, nigga

Smellin' the pussy and your swimming with a shark, nigga

I walk into the swap meet heated like a fever

Lookin' for any reason to leave niggas bleedin'

Shells start spreadin' all over, like Legions

Scriptures like bible verses, revelations, Ephesians

[Bridge: Racella & Dr. Dre]

This is Hip-Hop (Real Hip-Hop, bitch)

Real, real Hip-Hop

Real motherfuckin' Hip-Hop

[Post-Chorus: Racella & Dr. Dre]

It's been a minute since I had a feelin' like this (Oh-ho-ho)

I'm glad we had the chance to reminisce one time

'Cause I missed you so-

Nobody's ours for the taking

I was right there from the making

Can't we take it back to the basics?

All I know, is all I got, goin' all in

The fuck, why not? (It's all I wanna do)

Born to win, and I'm still on top

And I'm still tryna get it activated

That's all I wanna do, oh-ho-ho

(Yeah, yeah, yeah)

Oh yeah, you soundin' real good on it

You are now listenin' to Racella (Hot!)

Show 'em what you got!

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