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letra de music 2 drive by (dj battlecat & dj bobcat demo) - dr. dre

[pre-chorus: wyann vaughn & vin rock]
go ‘head, baby
go ‘head, baby (pump-pump), uh
go ‘head, baby
you’re k!llin’ it, baby (pump-pump), uh
go ‘head, baby
stand up if you’re feeling it, baby (pump, pump-pump), uh
go ‘head, baby, uh
you’re k!llin’-k!llin’-k!llin’ (pump-pump)

[chorus: dem jointz & vin rock]
all the sounds in my head
it’s music to my ears
gunshots are ringin’
the melody brings me to tears (pump-pump)
and the helicopters in the air
and it’s scarin’ all the kids
this is music to drive by
you know what it is, yeah (pump-pump)
[verse 1: dr. dre, vin rock & slim the mobster]
they say the sh-t that i say is a misdemeanor
and some of the sh-t i say, i can say it cleaner
but everything you say results in no believers
so your opinion can kiss the tip of my f-ckin’ p-n-s (pump-pump)
you’re so vulgar, so inappropriate (pump)
business man from thе hood, billionaires is his associates (pump-pump)
don’t get it twistеd, got k!llers just a mile from here
(you know you done f-cked up, don’t you?)
(outta here)

[chorus: dem jointz, vin rock & schoolboy q]
all the sounds in my head
it’s music to my ears
gunshots are ringin’
the melody brings me to tears (pump-pump)
and the helicopters in the air
and it’s scarin’ all the kids
this is (yo) music to (yo) drive by (uh)
you know what it is (yo), yeah (pump-pump)

[verse 2: schoolboy q, vin rock & dem jointz]
feelin’ sluggish, the burner gon’ help me down, grippin’ (grippin’)
pistol [?] and pickles hangin’ out the window
bullet sh-lls jumpin’ back in the rental
big h’s, we on the frontline
reppin’ my gang relations (pump-pump)
can’t makin’ (yeah), chicken bakin’ (bake)
blue faces, blue laces (yeah)
where the gang bangers hangin’
n-gga, watch out for the ghetto bird
they know we done did it
see, they got my n-gga last week
you know they gon’ feel it
watchin’ my rearview (pump-pump, uh-oh-oh)
old pistol but the homie new (new)
aim for the head, can’t see bulletproof (ayy)
we ridin’, heavy hit a n-gga, ain’t nothin’ slidin’
you see my mobbin’, start duck ‘n’ divin’
you n-ggas’ bootylicious (pump-pump, woo)
thinkin’ these lyrics would get embarrassin’
rat faces, three k-k-k’s, no terrance (pump-pump)
move the bobby brown and bills, no flakin’, need mo’ mirrors
if the p-ssy good, head ain’t great, we don’t share
[bridge: dem jointz, schoolboy q & vin rock]
i don’t know (uh) where to turn my burnin’ eyes (ooh-ooh-ooh)
still the darkest of curbs and corner sides (ooh-ooh-ooh, pump-pump)
all the rest of the world sees darker signs (ooh-ooh-ooh)
you don’t know where i’m from, but i don’t mind (ooh-ooh-ooh), b-tch

- dr dre

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