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Mr. Catra Lyrics

featuring Dres



[Dres]

Listen this is Dres and I'm letting ya know
That S H O W be I Z and A.G. are all that

So just sit back relax if you got a big bozak grab that

Like Mr. Long my brother from another mother

Yo check it out



(Bounce make it bounce make it bounce c'mon!)



Speak to your speaker cause it's the time of day

Something new for the mass people

Tribe hard die hard shit harldy ever

Not never, but whichever your pleasure whatever's clever

We're deeper than the ports in the back of your cerebellum

Dres, Dre, and Showbiz is rippin this shit, so tell them

We came, we saw, we broke the fuck out

You play, you lay, but if you give good hay you can stay

Hey, what's wrong with the world today?

Brothers busting brothers for less than time of day

The pay for Hammer's, proper, ain't no

Sunshine, and whitey's got your mama

So do you want to change for the children with a comma?

For who? Me, I, myself, you know the one

Doing what I gotta do when I do, come

I just get off, not just that, yo I say I

Do it good and Chaka Kahn knows that we be in Hollywood

Don't get jel if we cash large checks

Casue we skiddly-dip-dip-do-dep dip dip for effects

Brothers think I'm dissing, but I'm really on the dicks

Look into my album, kid, you'll see all the flicks

But no! You'd rather feel my movie just to cold me

So I was boning mama and your mother fucking told me

I'm playing, I really got no time on the real

But yo, the shiek be unique, so do what you feel

Don't think I'm live? Then take a swigga

Cause I'm from Queens and I roll with Bronx niggas



[A.G.]

Check it, check it, check what I say

You can bounce with Dres, or you can bounce with Dre

You can flip the script, or you can parlay

Or you can learn the words and say what we say



Chorus:

If you're chilling with your crew (Ya gotta bounce ta this)

If you're hitting up some skins (Ya gotta bounce ta this)

If you're cooling at a club (Ya gotta bounce ta this)

No matter what you're doing, no matter what you're doing



[A.G.]

They say more bounce to the ounce, well a Giant weighs tons

Stepping to the two, but we're not the ones

Brothers are flipping, some other suckers are tripping

Yeah, you gotta take a whipping to see that I'm live and kicking

I'm the A to the G-I followed by the A-N-T rolling with the Show be -I

Black boots, black hat, slick like a black cat

Flip like a fat cat? Never none of that, black

But I got techs for those who want to flex

So many styles, you don't know which one is coming next

We've been bouncing to the ounce for months

Finesse is here, yeah, Premier's got the blunts

Jazzy's getting jazzy, Big L is raising hell

Show is bugging with the beats, and he's Bhudded, can't you tell?

Diggin in the Crates is in our corner

Ice Water, Deshawn, and Long is getting longer

Gary Gator got the lethal

Infinite, Today, yeah they are my people

Act like Dres, because he's living fat

And say "You can bounce to this, or you can bounce to that"

My respect, and all that dough is all that counts

I'm out, and yo Dres let's make them bounce



Chorus:

If you're chillin on the ave (Ya gotta bounce ta this)

If you're cooling in your house (Ya gotta bounce ta this)

If you're rocking in a waterbed (Ya gotta bounce ta this)

No matter what you're doing, no matter what you're doing



If you're on lockdown (Ya gotta bounce ta this)

Got the boom in your box (Ya gotta bounce ta this)

Even if you're deaf (Bounce ta this)

No matter what you're doing, no matter what you're doing







(Dres intro repeats)