[Dr. Dre]   Hey, yo whassup?   My name is Dre   Can I blaze some Chonic witchu?      [ms. roq]   Nigga what? FO' SHO'!   Roll that shit up!      [Dr. Dre]   Hell yeah, still "Alwayz Into Somethin'"   Heart still in Compton   The comp can't oppose, dope Cali platinum classicals   Introduced you to my Doggs, that don't love hoes   and Firm Fiascoes - assholes   Fucked 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?      [ms. roq] Chronic, two-thousand, "ONE! {*echoes*}" -- KRS-One   [Dre] That means we takin over this year, ya hear?      [ms. roq]   Light Speed, blazin Chronic through the galaxy   Hydro, doja, chocolate thai weed   Or we might be sippin on gin or Hennessey   Fuck that, where that new shit, The Chronic Iced Teas      [Hittman]   I hang among hustlers, I slang and hoo-bang Bronson   when bustaz roll through, can't fuck with my bold crew   We will hold you captive and bust   cause gangbangin 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 niggaz takin out like chores I meet whores on tours   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 niggaz   At bar one, it's either that or make front page stardom   I'm the Golden Child, chased by Sodom   ?? gots my bulletproof it's hard to shoot me you hear?      (By the time you see him {*BLAM BLAM*})   That means it's real fuckin hard to shoot me, you hear?      [ms. roq]   Light Speed, blazin Chronic through the galaxy   Hydro, doja, chocolate thai weed   Or we might be sippin on gin or Hennessey   Fuck that, where that new shit, The Chronic Iced Teas