Light
Dr.I Lyrics


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Hey, yo whassup?
My name is Dre
Can I blaze some chronic witchu?

Nigga what? FO' SHO'!
Roll that shit up!

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
Doing 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?

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

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 niggas 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
Toting 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 niggas
At bar one, it's either that or make front page stardom
I'm the Golden Child, chased by Sodom
Newenze gots my bulletproof, it's hard to shoot me you hear?

That means it's real fuckin hard to shoot me, you hear?

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

Overall Meaning

The lyrics of Dr. Dre's song Light reveal his love and devotion to blazing chronic amid the challenging times. The opening lines of the song show Dr. Dre's cool and laid-back personality as he asks if he can smoke some chronic with his friend. The lines "Hell yeah, still 'Alwayz Into Somethin' / Heart still in Compton" indicate that Dr. Dre is still into his Compton roots and will continue to strive to make it big in music. He also mentions the Firm Fiascoes, which were a rap supergroup formed in the late 1990s, referring to their less than favorable attitude toward women.


Dr. Dre's lyrics show that he is living a luxurious life, spending time with multiple women who provide him with extra luxuries such as mangoes and hash. Despite having a luxurious lifestyle, Dr. Dre is still committed to making great music and leaving a lasting legacy in the rap industry. He mentions that he vacates with hoes with a gang of ass and always has cash in his grasp. However, he is still committed to creating music that will take over the industry whilst disregarding what the media says about him being "light in the ass".


All in all, Dr. Dre's song, Light, is a tribute to his Compton roots, his love for blazing chronic, his luxurious lifestyle, and his commitment to making great music.


Line by Line Meaning

Hey, yo whassup?
Greetings, my name is Dre. How are you?


Can I blaze some chronic witchu?
Would you like to smoke some marijuana with me?


Roll that shit up!
Please roll the marijuana into a joint.


Hell yeah, still "Alwayz Into Somethin'"
Yes, I am still creating new and exciting things in my life.


Heart still in Compton
My emotions and loyalty are still tied to my hometown of Compton.


The comp can't oppose, dope Cali platinum classicals
The competition cannot match the excellence of my California-produced platinum-selling music.


Introduced you to my Doggs, that don't love hoes
I introduced you to my friends who do not treat women poorly.


And Firm Fiascoes - assholes
My associates in the music industry can be difficult to work with.


Fucked you up with my last video, tuxed up
I impressed you with my last music video, dressed in a stylish tuxedo.


Doing a tango
I performed a dance with grace and precision.


And cash, always in my grasp
I always have money available to me.


Came up in the game wearin khakis not kangols, stranglin' hoes
I gained success in the music industry by wearing khakis instead of the popular kangol hats and by making misogynistic music.


When asked about it in most interviews I just laugh
When reporters ask me about my past behavior, I tend to brush it off with humor.


Now I vacate with hoes with a gang of ass
Currently, I spend time with promiscuous women who have large derrieres.


One feed me mangoes, the other lightin my hash
One woman feeds me mangoes and the other lights my marijuana pipe.


Rap tabloids write Dre's light in the ass (what?)
The media spreads rumors that I am gay.


Came home uptight, ready to mash
I returned home feeling agitated and ready to take action.


Like a gas pedal, get on that sixty-four Chevy level
I am ready to accelerate like a car and reach my goals.


AK-47 heavy metal
The sound of gunfire from an AK-47 weapon.


Who say Dre ain't ghetto? Just whistle like a tea kettle
Some people doubt that I am from the ghetto, but I challenge them to signal me like a teapot whistle.


I throw three at you, tell me if you see devils
When I shoot at someone three times, I want to know if they see the devil, indicating their impending death.


Cause we rebels over here, I smell Chronic in the air
We are a group of non-conformists and I can smell marijuana smoke nearby.


That means we takin over this year
I predict that we will dominate this year.


You hear?
Do you understand?


Light Speed, blazin Chronic through the galaxy
We are moving quickly, enjoying marijuana throughout the universe.


Hydro, doja, chocolate thai weed
We are smoking various strains of marijuana.


Or we might be sippin on gin or Hennessey
Alternatively, we could be drinking gin or Hennessey.


Fuck that, where that new shit, The Chronic Iced Teas
I am not interested in old things, let's try the new Chronic Iced Teas.


I hang among hustlers, I slang and hoo-bang Bronson
I associate with people who are involved in criminal activity and sell cocaine.


When bustaz roll through, can't fuck with my bold crew
We are a tough group that cannot be beaten by weaker opponents.


We will hold you captive and bust
If we capture you, we will harm you.


Cause gangbangin is the active, activity
Our primary focus is participating in gang violence.


Where I be livin B, there ain't no Liberty Statue
There is no symbol of freedom in my neighborhood.


Hope you got your gat, don't let them catch you
I hope you have a gun for protection, do not let your enemies defeat you.


Slippin, without yours, it's warfare outdoors
If you are not prepared, it is dangerous outside.


Ambulance, violent uproars
There are frequent incidents of violence which result in medical emergencies.


Trash niggas takin out like chores I meet whores on tours
We easily dispose of weak adversaries and I have sexual relationships with promiscuous women when I go on tour.


Jeans hot as pepper so I sip, champagne on stormy shores
My pants are uncomfortable so I am drinking champagne to soothe myself while on a dangerous beach.


We on some hardcore, pornographic
We are involved in aggressive and explicit activities.


Toting Austrian firearms that's made out of plastic
We carry guns made out of plastic that are manufactured in Austria.


In these drastic surroundings, it be sounding like Lebanon
The atmosphere is dangerous and chaotic, similar to war-torn Lebanon.


Makin' fools "RETREAT!" like Megatron and Starscream
We intimidate others, causing them to flee like the fictional Transformers characters Megatron and Starscream.


Oh yeah I scream-on-stars
I express myself loudly and powerfully, like a scream in the night sky.


To get loot and crossover like Kareem Abdul-Jabbar
I work to gain wealth and success across multiple disciplines, like basketball player Kareem Abdul-Jabbar.


Get out your car son, that's how I came to bougie niggas
I approach wealthy, privileged individuals while they are inside their cars.


At bar one, it's either that or make front page stardom
At this particular location, I can either engage in criminal activity or become a celebrity in the public eye.


I'm the Golden Child, chased by Sodom
I am a valuable and successful person who is also pursued by danger and temptation.


Newenze gots my bulletproof, it's hard to shoot me you hear?
I wear a protective vest that is difficult to penetrate with bullets, ensuring my safety.




Lyrics © THE ROYALTY NETWORK INC., Royalty Network, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: ANDRE YOUNG, ANDRE ROMELL YOUNG, BRIAN ANTHONY BAILEY

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