Drug Test
(专辑: The R.E.D. Album - 2011)
[Dr Dre:] I'm in this muthafucker doing what I
wanna 10 bottles, 10 bitches go with my persona Pull up in that Enzo then I
do donuts I'm that cool, cashews, make 'em all go nuts [Game:] Baby got ass I
need me a
shot of that Lil mama get gangsta for me Stuff it in your Prada bag [Dr Dre:] That's right She got something that I
wanna see That's right, so if she leave She fucking with me, that's life Twerk something, work something', hurt something She wanna check, check this shit out like a
verse coming They rip they neck and run they mouth when they heard something Dre dropped another one and fucked around and murdered something Club filled with dead bodies, if not than you a
zombie I'm not gon' feel sorry, you pass out from it Get drunk, get blunted Do what you wanna do, drug test on you [Game:] Lotta money when I
talk Big mills, big deals 'Bout a
hundred in a
vault Sit still, that real Lotta haters throw salt, they lost Big Game give a
fuck how you feel I
fear she just might just pop that pill And feel on me all night till the
tip spill Tip scales with her waistline, sex with the
bassline She gon fuck a
snare drum one drink at a
time [Dr Dre:] Blow right, hoes fight over my name I
got my dough right, hustle running all in my veins It's forty days, forty nights if I'm making it rain I
reign supreme, a
bottle and some bomb-ass weed Than we gooood! [Chorus:] If you got drugs in this muthafucker, ohh Let me see your hands in the
air Narcotics in the
club and the
ladies love us So let's get high off something, high of something, high of something Till your muthafucking brain don't function High of something, high of something Ayy, what I
supply taking you high? [Game:] Fireworks when I
spark Yellow tape, lotta chalk Thought you said you a
boss, big deal Bitch chill, pulling out that black card Showing off big spending, letting alcohol spill I
feel she might just get too faded, x-rated that's what I
like Glad that you made to this ceremoney at hand Take a
sip let's plan for the
future Introduce you to Snoop get you right and... [Snoop Dogg:] May I, kick a
little something for G's And, make a
few ends, as I
breeze through The
shit on my hip is a
fucking preview And guess what it lead to [Chorus:] If you got drugs in this muthafucker, ohh Let me see your hands in the
air Narcotics in the
club and the
ladies love us So let's get high off something, high of something, high of something Till your muthafucking brain don't function High of something, high of something Ayy, what I
supply taking you high?