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 Still Snoop Dogg and D-R-E, '99 nigga
 Guess who's back?
 Still, doing that shit Andre?
 (Oh for sho', 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 puffing my leafs
 Still **** with the beats, still not loving police
 Still rock my khakis with a cuff and a crease
 Still got love for the streets, reppin' 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 in them low-lows, 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 in them low-lows, 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 dippin' 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 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-bys and ak-matics
 Swap meets, sticky green, and bad traffic
 I dip through, then I give you (Still) D-R-E

 I'm representing for them gangstas all across the world
 (Still) Hitting them corners in them low-lows, 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 in them low-lows, 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 the corner with your fly bitch (Biatch)
 Laid back in the shack, play this track
 I'm representing for the gangstas all across the world
 Still (Hittin' them corners in them low-lows, 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 in them low-lows, 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 in them low-lows, 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 in them low-lows, 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 your mother****in' ass
 Nine-five plus four pennies, add that shit up
 D.R.E. right back up on top of thangs
 Smoke some wit' your Dogg
 No stress, no seeds, no stems, no sticks!
 Some of that real sticky-icky-icky
 Ooh wee! Put it in the air!
 Well, you's a fool, D-R, ha-ha