letra de topless (dr. dre verse) - dr. dre
[verse 1: dr. dre]
1996, i left it all behind
cause i ain’t got no roof on mine
i had to jump ship, i double back for my
my accountant handle my sh-t
i never been the losing kind
grind
i’m feeling like it’s year one
i’m a fool anywhere, near square one
but ain’t no gl-ss ceilings, i crash through ’em
ain’t no cold spells, i light a match to ’em
ain’t no haters, right, just say congrats to ’em
this is detox, this rehab to ’em
i bring it back years later, let it flow through ’em
putting that chronic in their system like i used to do ’em
respected, so it’s proven that’s what i been doing
moving the game like weight and everybody been using
b-tch, it ain’t really nothing left to say
you’re tuned in to detox, i’m dr. dre
[chorus: dr. dre]
(pow) guns blaze when i shine
make a wish quick, no star and i’m the shooting kind
(pow) front page all the time
you boys think sick, but i ain’t got no roof on mine
(i dream topless, i live topless)
like my girl is the game with her t-tties out
(i dream topless, i live topless)
sky is the limit, i’m paid to run the city now
[verse 2: nas]
your skin’s your travelling bag of your existence
yours is shabby and scab, while mine’s glistenin’
vivid on my skin, how many continents i visit then
you can journey with me to different places by listenin’
sh-tting on them, your brother got it covered
we can slug it, knuckle it, however you want it, i love it
a hustler’s wit, the grit, the grind
my genetic code make up, murderer by design
on mayan calendar time, when night meets day
i’m in the light grey bugatti like a high speed chase
adrenaline like jogger, the jumping rope in place
muhammed ali hobbies, no pilates, tryna keep the ocean by me
hit a rich man’s wife, see what these hoes can buy me
looking forward, but it’s nice to see the road behind me
hotel’s a seven star, baguette’s glowing
keep your lid, yet dawg, the private jet boeing, topless
[chorus: dr. dre]
(pow) guns blaze when i shine
make a wish quick, no star and i’m the shooting kind
(pow) front page all the time
you boys think sick, but i ain’t got no roof on mine
(i dream topless, i live topless)
like my girl is the game with her t-tties out
(i dream topless, i live topless)
sky is the limit, i’m paid to run the city now
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