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by Dr. Dre
# Debut Chart
34 Sep '93 Hot 100
34 Sep '93 R&B

Lyrics

Creeping down The backstreet on Dees I got my glock cocked Cause niggas want these Now soon as I said it Seems I got sweated By some nigga with a tech nine Trying to take mine


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You wanna make noise, make noise I make a phone call My niggas coming like the Gotti Boys Bodies being found on Greenleaf With their fucking heads cut off Motherfucker, I'm Dre So listen to the play by play Day by day Rolling in my four with sixteen switches And got sounds for the bitches Copping all the riches Got the hollow points for the snitches So would you just walk on by Cause I'm too hard to lift And no, this ain't Aerosmith It's the motherfucking D-R-E From the C-P-T On a rhyming spree A straight G Hop back as I pop my top, you trip I let the hollow points commence To pop, pop, pop, yeah Cause if it don't stop I'll have to put my shit in reverse Go back and take another spot Cause I'm (rolling in my six-four) With all the niggas saying Swing down to the cherry stop And let me ride (hell, yeah) Swing down to the cherry stop And let me ride (With all the niggas saying) Swing down to the cherry stop And let me ride (Hell, yeah) Swing down to the cherry stop And let me ride Just another motherfucking day for Dre So I begin like this No medallions, dreadlocks Or black fists It's just that gangster glare With gangster raps That gangster shit Makes the gangs a snaps, uh Word to the motherfucking streets And word to these hyped ass Lyrics and dope beats That I hit you with, that I get you with As I groove in my four on Dees Hitting the switches Bitches, relax while I get my proper swerve on Bumping like a motherfucker Ready to get my serve on But before I hit the dope spot I gotta get the chronic The Remy Martin and my soda pop Now I'm smelling like Indonesia Bus stop full of fly bitches and skeezers On my dick cause my four on hit Pancake front and back Side to side and all that shit So when I crawl, I comes correct Now if your bitch in my shit It's your bitch you check, nigga Now let the Chevrolet slide As I dip, a nigga trip To the South side, yeah (Rolling in my six-four} With all the bitches saying Swing down to the cherry stop And let me ride (hell, yeah) Swing down to the cherry stop And let me ride (With all the (Motherfucking bitches saying) Swing down to the cherry stop And let me ride (know what I'm saying) Swing down to the cherry stop And let me ride Check this out The sun went down When I hit Slauson On my way to the strip Now I'm just flossing Checking my rearview Cause niggas, they will do Jack moves, black fools Cause I smack fools Trying to set me up for a 2-11 Fuck around and get caught up In a 1-8-7 But I don't represent no gangbang Some niggas like lynching But I just watch em hang So on and so on Why don't you let me roll on I remember back in the days when I used to have to get my stroll on Didn't nobody wanna speak Now everybody peeping out they window When they hear me beating up the street Is it Dre, is it Dre That's what they say Every single motherfucking day Yo, but I ain't tripping I'm just kicking it While my D's keep spinning And these hoes keep grinning I'll be (rolling in my six-four) With everybody saying Swing down to the cherry stop And let me ride (hell, yeah) Swing down to the cherry stop And let me ride (with everybody saying) Swing down to the cherry stop And let me ride (hell, yeah) Swing down to the cherry stop And let me ride Swing down to the cherry stop And let me ride Swing down to the cherry stop And let me ride Swing down to the cherry stop And let me ride Swing down to the cherry stop And let me ride

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