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DR. DRE : Players Club lyrics

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DR. DRE lyrics : "Players Club"

[Dr. Dre]
Hey yo, remember that %#@! Eazy did a while back
Mother$#&@ers said it wasn't gonna work (word)

That crazy %#@!, yeah the stupid %#@!
Hey yo Eazy! (Yo!)
Hey man why don't you come off the piano for a minute

and bust this crazy %#@!

[Eazy-E]

Woke up quick at about noon
Just thought that I had to be in Compton soon
I gotta get drunk before the day begin

Before my mother starts (*##$in bout my friends
About to go and damn near went blind
Young ^!$$%z at the pad throwin up gang signs

Ran in the house and grabbed my clip
With the Mac-10 on the side of my hip
Bailed outside and pointed my weapon

Just as I thought, the fools kept steppin
Jumped in the fo' hit the juice on my ride
I got front back and side to side

Then I let the Alpine play
Bumpin new %#@! by NWA
It was "Gangsta Gangsta" at the top of the list

Then I played my own %#@!, it went somethin like this:

Cruisin down the street in my six-fo'

Jockin the (*##$es, slappin the hoes
Went to the park to get the scoop
Knuckleheads out there cold shootin some hoops

A car pulls up, who can it be?
A fresh El Camino rolled, Kilo G
He rolls down his window and he started to say

It's all about makin that GTA

*chorus*


Cuz the boyz n tha hood are always hard
You come talkin that trash we'll pull your card

Knowin nothin in life but to be legit
Don't quote me boy, cuz I ain't sayin %#@!


[Eazy-E]
Down on B's in the place to give me the pace
He said my man JB is on freebase

The boy JB was a friend of mine
Til I caught him in my car tryin to steal my Alpine
Chased him up the street to call a truce

The silly mother$#&@er pull out a deuce-deuce
Little did he know I had a loaded 12 gauge
One sucker dead, LA Times first page


*chorus*


[Eazy-E]
Bored as hell and I wanna get ill
So I went to a spot where my homeboys chill

The fellows out there, makin that dollar
I pulled up in my 6-4 Impala
They greet me with a 40 and I start drinkin

And from the 8-ball my breath start stinkin
Love to get my girl, to rock that body
Before I left I hit the Bacardi

Went to her house to get her out of the pad
Dumb hoe says something stupid that made me mad
She said somethin that I couldn't believe

So I grabbed the stupid (*##$ by her nappy $$# weave
She started talkin %#@!, wouldn't you know?
Reached back like a pimp and slapped the hoe

Her father jumped out and he started to shout
So I threw a right-cross and knocked his whole $$# out


*chorus*

[Eazy-E]

I'm rollin hard now I'm under control
Then wrapped the six-fo' round the telephone poll
I looked at my car and I said, "Oh brother
I throw it in the gutter and go buy another"
Walkin home and I see the G ride

Now Ket is drivin Kilo on the side
As they busted a U, they got pulled over
An undercover cop in a dark green Nova
Ket got beaten for resistin arrest
He socked the pig in the head for rippin his Guess

Now G is cut for doin the crime
For defence on the boy, he'll do some time

*chorus*


[Eazy-E]
I went to get them out but there was no bail
The fellaz start to riot in the county jail
Two days later in municiple court
Kilo G on trial straight cold cut a fork

Distruption of a court, said the judge
On a six year sentence my man didn't budge
Bailer came over to turn him in
Kilo G looked up and gave a grin
He yelled out "FIRE!", then came Suzi
The (*##$ came in with a sub-machine Uzi

Police shot the (*##$ but didn't hurt her
Both up state for attempted murder

*chorus*

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