Song lyrics Light Speed by Dr. Dre

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[Dr. Dre]
Hey, yo whassup?
My name is Dre
Can I
blaze some Chonic witchu?

[girl]
Nigga what?
FO' SHO'!
Roll that shit up!

[Dr.
Dre]
Hell yeah, still "Alwayz Into Somethin'"
Heart still in Compton
The comp can't oppose, dope
Cali platinum classicals
Introduced you to my Doggs, that
don't love hoes
and Firm Fiascoes - assholes
Fucked you up with my last video, tuxed up
doin a
tango..
And cash, always in my grasp
Came up in the
game wearin khakis not kangols, stranglin hoes
When asked
about it in most interviews I just laugh
Now I vacate with
hoes with a gang of ass
One feed me mangoes, the other
lightin my hash
Rap tabloids write Dre's light in the
ass (what?)
Came home uptight, ready to mash
like a
gas pedal, get on that sixty-four Chevy level
AK-47 heavy
metal
Who say Dre ain't ghetto? Just whistle like a
tea kettle
I throw three at you, tell me if you see
devils
cause we rebels over here, I smell Chronic in the
air
that means we takin over this year
You hear?

[girl]Chronic, two-thousand, "ONE! {*echoes*}" -->
KRS-One
[Dre]That means we takin over this year, ya
hear?

[girl]
Light Speed, blazin Chronic through
the galaxy
Hydro, doja, chocolate thai weed
Or we
might be sippin on gin or Hennessey
Fuck that, where that
new shit, The Chronic Iced Teas

[Hittman]
I hang
among hustlers, I slang and hoo-bang Bronson
when bustaz
roll through, can't fuck with my bold crew
We will
hold you captive and bust
cause gangbangin is the active,
activity
where I be livin B, there ain't no Liberty
Statue
Hope you got your gat, don't let them catch
you
slippin, without yours, it's warfare outdoors
Ambulance, violent uproars
Trash niggaz takin out like
chores I meet whores on tours
Jeans hot as pepper so I sip,
champagne on stormy shores
We on some hardcore,
pornographic
Totin Austrian firearms that's made out
of plastic
In these drastic surroundings, it be sounding
like
Lebanon, makin fools "RETREAT!" like Megatron and
Starscream
Oh yeah I scream-on-stars
to get loot and
crossover like Kareem Abdul-Jabbar
Get out your car son,
that's how I came to bougie niggaz
Act bad one,
it's either that or make front page stardom
I'm
the Golden Child, chased by Sodom
?? gots my bulletproof
it's hard to shoot me you hear?

(By the time you
see him {*BLAM BLAM*})
That means it's real fuckin
hard to shoot me, you hear?
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[girl]
Light Speed,
blazin Chronic through the galaxy
Hydro, doja, chocolate
thai weed
Or we might be sippin on gin or Hennessey
Fuck that, where that new shit, The Chronic Iced Teas


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