DR. DRE - One Shot One Kill lyrics

rate me

ft Snoop Dogg

(Verse)

Guess who’s back it ain’t a fuckin question

They know the name bout the presents of a livin’ legend

Fuck what you need, it’s a murder, murder

You gonna need protection, some nigga build t

Couldn’t see so look for me to come and give direction

Who hold the crown, it ain’t no conversation

It would unless you payin’ homage

Remain the hotters niggas can’t stop us,

That’s just being honest

And markin’ hits I never had problems munching at the apartment

Don’t get me started,

Don’t compare e to the newest nigga for anyone of you

There’s a hundred mor and I watch them comin’ home

My track record ain’t coincidental

And there verses is like hearses

Consistently killing all with instrumentals

Tell me, fuck, what would ya’ll do without me?

Kill yourelf or even think

Of something craz bout me

I’m like I leave your fuckin’ chmao

Now watch me rope a dope

Just watch him choke

Cuz everything I drop is dope

Now watch ‘em all go up and smoke

(Hook)

I came here to raise hell, I can’t lie

One shot, one kill, it’s real, I ain’t hidin’

You can’t shot one shot, if you ain’t ready to die

And never get it fucked up

I got shooters for hire

Cuz you don’t want it

I have you like ay, ay

Better back the fuck up, over guns so I try

I had weak shit, we ll never slide

You are now not in the present of nice guys

(Verse)

Look, what the fuck,

I was just chillin in the cut

And no bigginers, only winners run amok

You runners up,

You funny fuck like 20 bucks

I know you’re a slut, will let me fuck

I told my city “hold me down”

Now look how high they hold me up

I’m kobe clutch

I hold my nuts till I was old enough to cuss

Was kissin’ bitches after lunch

Now that’s a mutherfuckin’ rush

Still in highschool, I was fuckin’niggas bitches on the hush

So no question, it’s no panties in a motherfuckin’ must

It’s the people rappers, I ain’t no rapper

I’m the rapture on the morning after

You lackin’ passion

You ain’t bad, you just a wack distraction

I can’t relax cuz I feel the magic smashin’

Where your sisters at?

Let’s get it crackin’

Look, I was young, I was broke

Had no hope, so I wrote, that’s how I cope

I went hard with no results

New approach, same truth

Just get ready, aim no shoot

Then get bing, bang woaf

So they better bring troops because

(Hook)

(Outro)

It’s fuckin’ murder, baby

Im trynna hurt ‘em baby

I know you heard me baby

Feel like I’m goin’ crazy

It’s fuckin’ murder baby

Run, run, run, the cops almost got me