Still D.R.E.
Dr. Dre Feat. Snoop Doggy Dog Lyrics


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Yeah, nigga
I'm still fuckin' with ya
Still waters run deep
Still Snoop Dogg and D.R.E.
'99, nigga, guess who's back
Still, still doin' that shit, huh, Dre?
Oh, for sho'
Yeah
Check me out

It's still Dre Day nigga, AK nigga
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 puffin' my leaves
Still fuck with the beats
Still not lovin' police (uh-uh)
Still rock my khakis with a cuff and a crease (for sho')
Still got love for the streets, reppin' 213 (for life)
Still the beats bang, still doin' my thang
Since I left ain't too much changed, still

I'm representin' for them gangstas all across the world
(Still) Hittin' them corners in them low-low', girl
(Still) Takin' my time to perfect the beat
And I still got love for the streets, it's the D.R.E.
I'm representin' for them gangstas all across the world
(Still) Hittin' them corners in them low-low', girl
(Still) Takin' 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 dippin' again (ah)
Kept my ear to the streets, signed Eminem
He's triple platinum, doin' 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 rap like Cali weed, I smoke 'til I sleep
Wake up in the AM, compose a beat
I bring the fire 'til you're soakin' 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 give you (still) the D.R.E.

I'm representin' for them gangstas all across the world
(Still) Hittin' them corners in them low-low', girl
(Still) Takin' my time to perfect the beat
And I still got love for the streets, it's the D.R.E.
I'm representin' for them gangstas all across the world
(Still) Hittin' them corners in them low-low', girl
(Still) Takin' my time to perfect the beat
And I still got love for the streets, it's the D.R.E.

It ain't nothin' but more hot shit
Another classic CD for y'all to vibe with
Whether you're coolin' on a corner with your fly bitch (biatch)
Laid back in the shack, play this track
I'm representin' for the gangstas all across the world
(Still) Hittin' them corners in them low-low', 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 (what?)
Still got it wrapped like a mummy
Still ain't trippin', 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 livin' hard
Barbeques every day, drivin' fancy cars (hey, hey)
Still gon' get mine regardless (still)

I'm representin' for them gangstas all across the world
(Still) Hittin' them corners in them low-low', girl
(Still) Takin' my time to perfect the beat
And I still got love for the streets, it's the D.R.E.
I'm representin' for them gangstas all across the world
(Still) Hittin' them corners in them low-low', girl
(Still) Takin' my time to perfect the beat
And I still got love for the streets, it's the D.R.E.
I'm representin' for them gangstas all across the world
(Still) Hittin' them corners in them low-low', girl
(Still) Takin' my time to perfect the beat
And I still got love for the streets, it's the D.R.E.

Right back up in your 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 Dogg
No stress, no seeds, no stems, no sticks
Some of that real sticky-icky-icky
Ooh-wee, put it in the air




Boy, you's a fool D-R
Ha-ha

Overall Meaning

The song β€œStill Dre” is a collaboration between Dr. Dre and Snoop Dogg, released back in 1999. The lyrics depict their ongoing success in the music industry despite challenges and criticisms. The track begins with Snoop Dogg letting everyone know that he is β€œstill fuckin’ with ya” and that β€œstill waters run deep”. The chorus repeats the sentiment of Dr. Dre being β€œstill” relevant and successful in the industry, with admiration from some and criticism from others.


The first verse in the song, delivered by Dr. Dre, exemplifies this theme. He references his last album being The Chronic, which was a massive hit and influenced hip-hop for years to come. He even mentions haters who have said he has fallen off, but he claims he is β€œahead of the game”. Dr. Dre also uses this verse to let everyone know that he has signed and works with Eminem, who has gone triple platinum at the time. The second verse in the song is again, about how he is still dominating the hip-hop scene and the industry as a whole, year by year. The song ends with a playful rapping bout weed between Dr. Dre and Snoop, where they confirm that they are β€œstill” the best in the business.


Line by Line Meaning

Yeah, nigga
Yes, my friend


I'm still fuckin' with ya
I'm still associating and collaborating with you


Still waters run deep
Quiet people often have the most profound thoughts or emotions


Still Snoop Dogg and D.R.E.
I am still Snoop Dogg and Dr. Dre


'99, nigga, guess who's back
In 1999, my dear friend, can you guess who has returned?


Still, still doin' that shit, huh, Dre?
I am still, my friend, continuing to create and excel in my craft, isn't that right, Dre?


Oh, for sho'
Oh, certainly


Check me out
Observe and pay attention to me


It's still Dre Day nigga, AK nigga
It is still a day to honor and celebrate Dr. Dre, my friend, a.k.a. Automatic Kalashnikov


Though I've grown a lot, can't keep it home a lot
Even though I have matured and evolved significantly, I cannot stay idle or confined to one place


Cause when I frequent the spots that I'm known to rock
Because when I visit the locations where I am famous for performing


You hear the bass from the truck when I'm on the block
You can hear the low frequency sound from the vehicle's stereo system when I am in the neighborhood


Ladies, they pay homage, but haters say Dre fell off
Women show respect and admiration for me, but those who dislike me claim that Dr. Dre has lost his talent or relevance


How, nigga? My last album was The Chronic (nigga)
How is that possible, my friend? My most recent album was 'The Chronic'


They want to know if he still got it
They are curious to discover if I still possess the same level of skill or talent


They say rap's changed, they wanna know how I feel about it
People claim that the genre of rap music has evolved, and they are interested in my opinion regarding this matter


(If you ain't up on thangs)
(If you are not aware of the current trends or developments)


Dr. Dre is the name, I'm ahead of my game
I am Dr. Dre, and I am at the forefront of my profession


Still puffin' my leaves
I am still smoking marijuana


Still fuck with the beats
I am still engaging with and creating music


Still not lovin' police (uh-uh)
I still do not have a favorable opinion of law enforcement


Still rock my khakis with a cuff and a crease (for sho')
I continue to wear my pants with a neatly folded hem and a clearly pressed line


Still got love for the streets, reppin' 213 (for life)
I still have affection and loyalty towards the streets, representing the area code 213 indefinitely


Still the beats bang, still doin' my thang
The rhythm of the music is still impactful, and I am still pursuing my passion


Since I left ain't too much changed, still
Not much has altered since my departure, I remain the same


I'm representin' for them gangstas all across the world
I am advocating for gang members everywhere


(Still) Hittin' them corners in them low-low', girl
(Still) Driving through sharp turns in my lowrider vehicle, girl


(Still) Takin' my time to perfect the beat
(Still) Spending ample time to flawlessly create the musical rhythm


And I still got love for the streets, it's the D.R.E.
And I still have deep affection for the urban neighborhoods, I am Dr. Dre


Since the last time you heard from me I lost some friends
Since the previous occasion you received news from me, I have experienced the loss of certain acquaintances


Well, hell, me and Snoop, we dippin' again (ah)
Well, my friend, Snoop Dogg and I are reuniting and collaborating once more (ah)


Kept my ear to the streets, signed Eminem
I have remained in touch with the current trends and events in the urban neighborhoods, and I have signed Eminem


He's triple platinum, doin' 50 a week
Eminem's music has sold over three million copies, and he is consistently selling 50,000 albums per week


Still, I stay close to the heat
Nevertheless, I remain in close proximity to danger or controversy


And even when I was close to defeat, I rose to my feet
Even when I was on the verge of failure or being defeated, I regained my strength and stood up again


My life's like a soundtrack I wrote to the beat
My life is similar to a musical soundtrack that I have composed in sync with the rhythm


Treat rap like Cali weed, I smoke 'til I sleep
I approach the art of rap music in the same way as California marijuana, indulging in it until I fall asleep


Wake up in the AM, compose a beat
Upon awakening in the morning, I create a musical rhythm


I bring the fire 'til you're soakin' in your seat
I deliver such exceptional and energetic performances that you remain captivated and unable to leave your seat


It's not a fluke, it's been tried, I'm the truth
My success is not a coincidental stroke of luck, it has been tested and proven, I am the authentic and genuine article


Since 'Turn Out the Lights' from the World Class Wreckin Cru
Ever since the release of 'Turn Out the Lights' by the World Class Wreckin Cru


I'm still at it, after mathematics
I am still continuing my endeavors, even after experiencing significant accomplishments


In the home of drive-by's and ak-matics
In a place where drive-by shootings and AK-47 automatic rifles are prevalent


Swap meets, sticky green, and bad traffic
Flea markets, potent marijuana, and heavy congestion on the roads


I dip through, then I give you (still) the D.R.E.
I come and go quickly, but I still offer you my music and the persona of Dr. Dre


It ain't nothin' but more hot shit
It is nothing more than additional high-quality content


Another classic CD for y'all to vibe with
Another timeless album for all of you to enjoy and resonate with


Whether you're coolin' on a corner with your fly bitch (biatch)
Whether you are relaxing and enjoying yourself with an attractive person at a street corner (female dog)


Laid back in the shack, play this track
Relaxed and comfortable in your humble dwelling, listen to this song


I'm representin' for the gangstas all across the world
I am speaking on behalf of the criminals and thugs from various parts of the globe


(Still) Hittin' them corners in them low-low', girl
(Still) Cruising through the streets in my customized, lowrider vehicle, girl


I'll break your neck, damn near put your face in your lap
My music will have such a powerful impact, it will almost cause your neck to snap and your face to come close to your lap


Niggas try to be the king but the ace is back
Many individuals attempt to claim the title of king, but the true ace has returned


(So if you ain't up on thangs)
(So if you are not aware of the current trends or developments)


Dr. Dre be the name still running the game (what?)
The name Dr. Dre is still in control and dominating the industry (what?)


Still got it wrapped like a mummy
I still possess my exceptional talent and maintain a high level of skill, just like a mummy tightly wrapped in bandages


Still ain't trippin', love to see young Blacks get money
I am still not bothered or concerned about trivial matters, and I am delighted to witness young black individuals achieving financial success


Spend time out the hood, take they moms out the hood
They invest time away from the impoverished neighborhood, and they relocate their mothers to a better environment


Hit my boys off with jobs, no more livin' hard
I provide my friends with employment opportunities, allowing them to escape a life of hardship


Barbeques every day, drivin' fancy cars (hey, hey)
We enjoy outdoor gatherings and cookouts on a daily basis, and we drive luxurious and extravagant automobiles (hey, hey)


Still gon' get mine regardless (still)
I will still obtain my fair share of success and wealth, regardless of any obstacles or challenges (still)


Right back up in your mothafuckin' ass
I have returned and once again entered your realm, my dear friend


9-5 plus four pennies, add that shit up
Adding the numbers 9 and 5, along with an additional four pennies, calculate that sum for yourself


D.R.E. right back up on top of thangs
Dr. Dre has swiftly regained his position of authority and control


Smoke some with your Dogg
Indulge in smoking marijuana with your friend, Snoop Dogg


No stress, no seeds, no stems, no sticks
There is no pressure or anxiety, and the marijuana contains no seeds, stems, or sticks


Some of that real sticky-icky-icky
The particular strain of marijuana is of high quality and has a very sticky texture


Ooh-wee, put it in the air
Oh my, light up the marijuana joint and release the smoke into the atmosphere


Boy, you's a fool D-R
Boy, you are foolish, D-R (Dr. Dre)


Ha-ha
A chuckle or laugh




Lyrics Β© Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, RESERVOIR MEDIA MANAGEMENT INC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: Melvin Bradford, Andre Romell Young, Scott Spencer Storch, Shawn C. Carter

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