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Still Snoop Dogg and D.R.A.? Guess who's back? Still? Still doin' this, André? Oh, for sure, yeah. Check me out. It's still Dre Day. A.K. Boy, I've grown this lie, can't keep it home a lot. Cause my frequency's spot that I'm known to block. You hear the bass from the truck when I'm on the block. Ladies, they take homage. But haters say Dre fell off house. My last album was the chronic. They wanna know if he still got it. They say rap's changed. They wanna know how I feel about it. And you ain't never paid. Dr. Dre is the name. I'm ahead of my game. Still puffin' my leaf. Still with the beats. Still not lovin' police. Still rock my khakis with a cup in the crease. Still got love for the streets. Reppin' 213. Still the beat bang. Still doin' my thing. Since I left, ain't too much changin'. I'm representin' for them gangsters all across the world. Still hittin' them conas and them lolos, girl. Still takin' my time to perfect the beat. And I still got love for the streets. It's the D.R.A. I'm representin' for them gangsters all across the world. Still hittin' them conas and them lolos, girl. Still takin' my time to perfect the beat. And I still got love for the streets. It's the D.R.A. Thought the last time you heard from me, I lost some friends. Well, hell, me and Snoop, we dippin' again. Kept my head to the streets. Signed Eminem's keys. Triple platinum, doin' 50 a week. Still, I'm stayin' close to the heat. And even when I was close to defeat, I rose to my feet. My life's like a soundtrack I wrote to the beat. Street rap like Caliweed, I smoke till I'm sleep. Wake up in the a.m., compose a beat. I'll bring a fire till you're soakin' in your seat. It's not a fluke, it's been tried. I'm the truth since turn out the lights from the world-class record crew. I'm still at it, after mathematics. And I'm homin' drive-bys and acmatics. Watch me, sticky green and bad traffic. I dip smooth and I dip deep. It's the D.R.A. I'm rockin' it for the gangsters all across the world. Still, hittin' them corners in them low-low skirts. Still, takin' my time to perfect the beat. And I still got love for the streets. It's the D.R.A. I'm rockin' it for the gangsters all across the world. Still, hittin' them corners in them low-low skirts. Still, takin' my time to perfect the beat. And I still got love for the streets. It's the D.R.A. It ain't nothin' but mo' hot shit. Another classic CD for y'all to vibe with. Whether you're coolin' on the corner with your flock. Lay back in the shack, play this track. I'm representin' for the gangsters all across the world. Still, hittin' them corners in them low-low skirts. I'll break your neck. Damn near put your face in your lap. Try to be the king, but the ace is back. I'm representin' for the gangsters all across the world. Still, hittin' them corners in them low-low skirts. Still, takin' my time to perfect the beat. And I still got love for the streets. It's the D.R.A. I'm representin' for the gangsters all across the world. Still, hittin' them corners in them low-low skirts. Still, takin' my time to perfect the beat. And I still got love for the streets. It's the D.R.A. I'm representin' for the gangsters all across the world. Still, takin' my time to perfect the beat. And I still got love for the streets. It's the D.R.A.