Still D.R.E.
Dr.Dre & Snoopy Dog Lyrics
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I'm still fucking with ya
Still waters run deep
Still Snoop Dogg and D-R-E, '99 nigga
Guess who's back
Still doing that shit huh Dre?
(Oh for sho', check me out)
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
How nigga?
My last album was The Chronic (nigga)
They want to 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 puffing my leafs
Still fuck with the beats, still not loving police
Still rock my khakis with a cuff and a crease
Still got love for the streets, repping 213 (for life)
Still the beats bang, still doing my thang
Since I left ain't too much changed, still
I'm representing for them gangstas all across the world
Still hitting them corners on the lo-lo's, girl
Still taking my time to perfect the beat
And I still got love for the streets, it's the D-R-E
I'm representing for them gangstas all across the world
Still hitting them corners on the lo-lo's, girl
Still taking 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 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
Treat my rap like Cali weed, I smoke 'til I sleep
Wake up in the A.M., compose a beat
I bring the fire til 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 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 representing for them gangstas all across the world
Still hitting them corners on the lo-lo's, girl
Still taking my time to perfect the beat
And I still got love for the streets, it's the D-R-E
I'm representing for them gangstas all across the world
Still hitting them corners on the lo-lo's, girl
Still taking my time to perfect the beat
And I still got love for the streets, it's the D-R-E
It ain't nothing but more hot shit
Another classic CD for y'all to vibe with
Whether you're cooling on a corner with your fly bitch
Laid back in the shack, play this track
I'm representing for the gangstas all across the world
Still (Hitting them corners on the lo-lo'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 thangs)
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 with jobs, no more living hard
Barbeques every day, driving fancy cars
Still gon' get mine regardless
I'm representing for them gangstas all across the world
Still hitting them corners on the lo-lo's, girl
Still taking my time to perfect the beat
And I still got love for the streets, it's the D-R-E
I'm representing for them gangstas all across the world
Still hitting them corners on the lo-lo's, girl
Still taking my time to perfect the beat
And I still got love for the streets, it's the D-R-E
I'm representing for them gangstas all across the world
Still hitting them corners on the lo-lo's, girl
Still taking my time to perfect the beat
And I still got love for the streets, it's the D-R-E
Right back up in ya mothafuckin' ass, 9-5 plus four pennies!
Add that shit 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, oh, you's a fool DR
The lyrics to Dr.Dre & Snoop Dog's song Still D.R.E. celebrates their continued dominance in the rap industry despite criticism from haters who claim that Dr. Dre fell off. The duo confidently declares their unchanging love for the streets and their continued commitment to representing gangstas worldwide. The nostalgic lyrics of the song reference their earlier work in the music industry and speak to their growth and evolution as artists while staying true to their roots. The song's timeless beat, catchy tune, and engaging lyrics are an excellent reminder of why Dr. Dre and Snoop Dogg are some of the most iconic rap artists of all time.
Line by Line Meaning
Yeah nigga
I agree
I'm still fucking with ya
I'm still friends with you
Still waters run deep
People who are quiet can surprise you
Still Snoop Dogg and D-R-E, '99 nigga
We're still Snoop Dogg and Dr. Dre even in 1999
Guess who's back
I'm back, do you recognize me?
Still doing that shit huh Dre?
You're still doing the same things Dre?
(Oh for sho', check me out)
Yeah, definitely, check me out
It's still Dre Day nigga, AK nigga
I'm still doing well and I have weapons to protect myself
Though I've grown a lot, can't keep it home a lot
Although I've matured, I can't stay at home
Cause when I frequent the spots that I'm known to rock
When I go to the places where I performed before
You hear the bass from the truck when I'm on the block
You can hear the bass from my car when I'm around
Ladies they pay homage, but haters say Dre fell off
Women respect me, but some people think I lost my skill
How nigga?
What do you mean?
My last album was The Chronic (nigga)
My last album was The Chronic, what do you mean fell off?
They want to know if he still got it
People are wondering if I still have my skills
They say rap's changed
People say that rap has changed
They wanna know how I feel about it
People are curious about my opinion
(If you ain't up on thangs)
(If you're not up to date)
Dr. Dre is the name
I'm still Dr. Dre
I'm ahead of my game
I'm still doing well
Still puffing my leafs
I'm still smoking weed
Still fuck with the beats, still not loving police
I'm still producing music and I'm still not fond of police
Still rock my khakis with a cuff and a crease
I still wear my pants with a fold at the bottom
Still got love for the streets, repping 213 (for life)
I still have affection for my neighborhood and represent it, as well as my area code (213)
Still the beats bang, still doing my thang
The music is still good and I'm still busy with my work
Since I left ain't too much changed, still
Since I left not much has changed
I'm representing for them gangstas all across the world
I'm representing for gangsters around the world
Still hitting them corners on the lo-lo's, girl
I'm still driving slowly in my lowrider
Still taking my time to perfect the beat
I'm still working hard to improve the music
And I still got love for the streets, it's the D-R-E
I still have affection for the neighborhood and I'm Dr. Dre
Since the last time you heard from me I lost some friends
I've lost some friends since we last spoke
Well, hell, me and Snoop, we dipping again
Me and Snoop are hanging out again
Kept my ear to the streets, signed Eminem
I listened to what's happening on the streets and I signed Eminem
He's triple platinum, doing 50 a week
Eminem sold three million copies and is selling 50 thousand a week
Still, I stay close to the heat
I still stay close to danger
And even when I was close to defeat, I rose to my feet
I got back up even when I was close to losing
My life's like a soundtrack I wrote to the beat
My life is like a movie and I write music to fit it
Treat my rap like Cali weed, I smoke 'til I sleep
I treat my raps like high-quality marijuana and I work on them until I'm tired
Wake up in the A.M., compose a beat
I wake up early and work on creating music
I bring the fire til you're soaking in your seat
I make amazing music that will make you feel intense emotions
It's not a fluke, it's been tried, I'm the truth
I'm not lucky, I've done this before, and I'm honest
Since Turn Out the Lights from the World Class Wreckin Cru
Since I was part of the World Class Wreckin Cru and produced their song Turn Out the Lights
I'm still at it
I'm still working hard
After-mathematics
Aftermath Entertainment, my record label
In the home of drive-by's and ak-matics
In a place with a lot of drive-by shootings and automatic weapons
Swap meets, sticky green, and bad traffic
Places where people buy and sell things, cheap marijuana, and heavy traffic
I dip through then I get skin, D-R-E
I go through the area quickly and then leave, I'm Dr. Dre
It ain't nothing but more hot shit
It's just more good music
Another classic CD for y'all to vibe with
Another great album for you to enjoy
Whether you're cooling on a corner with your fly bitch
Whether you're hanging out with a beautiful woman on a street corner
Laid back in the shack, play this track
Relaxing at home, listening to this music
I'm representing for the gangstas all across the world
I'm representing for gangsters around the world
Still (Hitting them corners on the lo-lo's girl)
Still driving slowly in my lowrider
I'll break your neck, damn near put your face in your lap
I'll make great music that will surprise you and knock your head back
Niggas try to be the king but the ace is back (So if you ain't up on thangs)
People are trying to become the best, but I'm back and they need to catch up
Dr. Dre be the name still running the game
I'm still Dr. Dre, and I'm still doing my thing in the music industry
Still, got it wrapped like a mummy
I still have my skills and my success
Still ain't tripping, love to see young blacks get money
I'm not worried, I love it when young black people become successful and wealthy
Spend time out the hood, take they moms out the hood
Young black people should spend time outside their neighborhoods and help their mothers leave their rough situations
Hit my boys off with jobs, no more living hard
I'm helping my friends, giving them jobs so they don't have to struggle anymore
Barbeques every day, driving fancy cars
We're having barbecues every day, and we're driving expensive cars
Still gon' get mine regardless
I'm still going to get what's mine, no matter what
Right back up in ya mothafuckin' ass, 9-5 plus four pennies!
Right back in your face, in control again, and not giving up my power
Add that shit up, D-R-E right back up on top of thangs
Calculate it, Dr. Dre is back on top of things
Smoke some with your dog, no stress, no seeds, no stems, no sticks!
Relax and smoke weed with your friends, with no worries about quality
Some of that real sticky icky icky, ooh wee!
Some of the highest quality marijuana
Put it in the air, oh, you's a fool DR
Smoke it and relax, you're a fool if you don't
Lyrics Β© Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Roba Music, Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., RESERVOIR MEDIA MANAGEMENT INC
Written by: ANDRE YOUNG, MELVIN CHARLES BRADFORD, SCOTT SPENCER STORCH, SHAWN CARTER
Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind
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