The Game - One Blood (Clean Version) lyrics

rate me

Dre, I see dead people

Yo Dre, thought I was dead

West Coast

Verse 1:

I'm the Doctor's Advocate, homey Dre -- ya

Brought me back from the dead, that's why they call him the Doctor

The Math gonna drop him and 50 ain't rockin'

With him no more, it's okay, I get it --

Whole club rockin' like a '6-4 Impala

Drink Cris', throw it up, you can call it hydraulics

Then spit in a cup, you can call it Hypnotic

I bleed Compton, spit yak and drink tonic

And you new rappers ain't nothin' but new rappers

Bathing Ape shoe rappers, I'm talkin' to you rappers

Bounce in the '6-4, throwing up Westside man

Sell another five million albums, yes I am

Fresh like damn, Dre, I did it again

100 thousand on his neck, L.A. above the brim

Inside the Lambo', throw it up in the coop

You tell me what the Westcoast be without Snoop Dogg and

Chorus:

One blood, one blood, one blood, one blood

Blood, Blood, Blood, Blood, Blood

Blood, Blood, Blood, Blood, Blood

Blood, Blood, Blood, Blood, Blood

One blood, one blood, one blood, one blood

One Blood

Verse 2:

I'm from the west side of the '6-4 Impala

Where they say where you from, we don't ever say "Holla"

Bandana on the right side, tear on the left side

Homies in New York know how to throw up the Westside

Word to Eazy, I'm so ill, believe me

I made room for Jeezy, but the rest of you rappers

Better be glad you --, all I need is one reason

I'm the king and Dre said it, the Westcoast need me

I don't know why you keep on tryin' me

Everybody know that I'm the heir to the Aftermath dynasty

And I ain't gotta make hits for the club

What DJ gon' turn down some groupie love

You 38 and you still rappin', Ugh

I'm 26 homie, so is the dubs

In the '07 Hummer, hop out, nobody dodge

When after the smoke clear, all you gon' hear is

Chorus

Verse 3:

You got a beef with me, if you beefin' with Dre

What's beef us low-riding in the '6-Tre

And the double Game chains, I keep 'em on display

Black t-shirt so all you see is the A

Turn on the TV and all you see is the A

You better do like they do if you need radio-play

Keep on snapping your fingers, I ain't goin' away

I don't regret what I spit cuz I know what I say

And I hear 'em talkin' 'bout me, they don't know when to stop

I got the Louis Vuitton beltbuckle holdin' the lock

No --, no --, I know when to --

Wait 'til Lil' Jon come on and let off a --

I had the number 1 Billboard spot

Till they stepped on my fingers and I climbed right back to the top

I'm B.I.G., I'm Cube, I'm Nas, I'm Pac

This ain't a single. it's a warning until my album drops

Chorus

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