Dr. Dre - Gunfiyah lyrics

–Verse 1: Dr. Dre– Now will there ever be a day that my n***as won’t ride for me? For me? Nah, nah, nah And will there ever be a day that your b**h won’t slide with me? Homie? Nah, nah, nah And will it ever be a day that your hands ain’t up when a n***a on stage I been rollin’ up haze in the studio for days just to work for a wage Now I’m on, f**in’ paid in this mothaf**a Who got a hit just like this? And got heart and rich like this? Never failed, 20 years and he still got grip like this And got kids with a super hot b**h like this You spendin’ time tryna get like this I wrote a script like this, I’m on some sh** like… I’m at home on the track, n***a, this my sh** Try to spit my clip, you might get hit and divided –Refrain: Dr. Dre– Uh, k** sh**, I’ma talk about it Laid out with the chalk around him Came back as kings, came back with rings What if we fall? I never thought about it, n***a –Chorus– Gunfire, gunfire, nah, nah, nah Run at yah, run at yah, nah, nah, nah We come for yah, come for yah, nah, nah, nah Set fire to my enemies f** a rasclaat, those our enemies Mi got a few chains worth a hundred keys Them say they waan ride, mi say, “p**y, please” p**y boy never worried me [?] hundred streets Nuh call the police pon me A hundred keys in these streets p**y boy, now I walk with weed –Refrain: Dr. Dre– Uh, k** sh**, I’ma talk about it Laid out with the chalk around him Came back as kings, came back with rings What if we fall? I never thought about it, n***a –Verse 2: Dr. Dre– How you spell C.E.O.? D.R.E What a n***a dream he could try to be Uh, even though I’m from a place where n***as got TECs, don’t mean technology Grew up ’round Blood n***as, real camaraderie Plus Crip n***as on the other side of me But I’m the only n***a that I ever tried to be Winner never sins, you know these n***as tired of me Not to it if you want crap shootin’ in your home Where a n***a came from, my life changed ‘Cause a n***a made hits while my homies flipped bricks Lot of them ain’t here, can’t complain Tried to survive 9 to the 5 You ain’t alive if you ain’t not willin’ to die The lower the low, the higher the high Do or you don’t, you fall or you fly I mean you ride or die, n***a –Refrain: Dr. Dre– Uh, k** sh**, I’ma talk about it Laid out with the chalk around him Came back as kings, came back with rings What if we fall? I never thought about it, n***a –Chorus– Gunfire, gunfire, nah, nah, nah Run at yah, run at yah, nah, nah, nah We come for yah, come for yah, nah, nah, nah Set fire to my enemies f** a rasclaat, those our enemies Mi got a few chains worth a hundred keys Them say they waan ride, mi say, “p**y, please” p**y boy never worried me [?] hundred streets Nuh call the police pon me A hundred keys in these streets p**y boy, now I walk with weed