KXNG CROOKED - If I Was Dre lyrics

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(Intro)

Yo Silkk

Yo Chris

I was just thinkin' man

If I was Dr Dre what the fuck would I say man?

(What would I say?)

I really ain't got shit to say

(Nothin' to prove)

Three empires

Biopic of the century

(No debate)

Billion dollar business deals

(Ya'll seen it)

I'd probably say sum' shit like this right here

(Verse)

Fuck it, let's do it then

Will I change music again

That depends on what mood I'm in

I can fuck the game raw

Smooth witout usin' lubricant

Till' it give birth to a new class of music ya niggas students in

They all wonder about that Doc shit

What is it that he on?

Is it rock shit?

Jump in a mosh pit like the Kings of Leon

Nah nigga, it's my shit

Only thing I'mma be on is whateva I want to hear me on

That hot shit

The same shit ya know me for

The same shit these bitches blow me for

Even at Lonely Hall yo thought was only yours

I'm on the same shit I was on before

On the court

Doing it for the block

He makin' Oakland fall

Ballin'

I got the club leanin'

Like it's a drug fiend

And I got the thugs squeezin' on they snub thinkin'

About they upbringin'

When I'm upspeakin'

About that Compton life

We doin' it for the dollars

Nigga fuck sleepin'

Speakin' on sleeping

You're sleeping on the biggest threat

Till' I got yo body of work bleeding on the internet

I'm sick as an emphysema patient

Blowin' smoke through the hole in his throat

Chiefin' on a cigarette

Even though it's in his neck

No otha way to say this nigga

Ya fuckin' with the greatest nigga

I disappear for a minute

And I got that quiet hush money

Now shut the fuck up and pay this nigga

(Interlude)

I'm back

(Yeah)

If I was Dre I'd say sum' shit just like that

(Just like that)

Let these niggas know

Ya can't fuck wit me, man

(Neva could)

And then I say sum' shit like this

(What?)

(Verse 2)

Soon as they heard my footsteps

Niggas start duckin' and the button ain't even pushed yet

Bitches heard I was comin' back

And it made they puss wet

I ain't even tied up my chucks or lit up the kush yet

I ain't even told my adorin' public

That I got sumething for 'em

Hardcore and rugged

And of course they goin' to luv it

And of course I'm regulatin' like Nate

Gettin' that paper like Warren Buffett

If it ain't about paper, it's a foreign subject

I'm pourin' buckets of champagne

Black bottles nigga

Toast to God

I'm music

I'm black Apollo nigga

I laid the blueprints

Ya rappers have to follow

It's my shoe print I left behind to guide the path for all ya niggas

So I don't care what yo people sold

He couldn't keep his soul

Sold it for a piece of gold

The billboard is callin' me Grim Reaper

Becuz I put the album charts in a sleeperhold

When I switch into ether mode

Gettin' money before ya could read and write

I count it in the dark cuz I get it faster than the speed of light

All ya got is rapping

I be on my Phil Jackson

I keep winnin' witout the bullshit

And I don't even need a mic

But if it's on then it's on

It's that Don Dada shit

What if Capone did a song

It's that Godfather

Park in the top

This Impala rocking wallabees

Walk in the top

On my Rockwilder shit

(Outro)

I'm back Cali

Yeah, I'd say sum' shit like that (real talk)

If I was Dr Dre I'd say sum' shit just like that

I'd say ya niggas couldn't see a picture of me man (not at all)

Only competition is in the mirror

That's the only real talk

And then ya know what I'd say before I leave?

Compton