This your fucking captain speaking We soon be reaching an altitude of four million and a half feet That’s million miles in the sky Please, undo your seatbelt for You are free to smoke about the cabin I’m Dre from back in the day NWA from black and the gray Choking a bitch to smacking her from Stacking up to Racking kegs up Racking a bitch them crates up still hungry And back with a tapeworm And we was happening and rapping and at me Shady for competition Faggot, ain’t none Speak of the It’s attack of rain man Chainsaw in hand, blood on my apron Soon as blade spun run, they run away from Who wanna dungeon? No one is from In search of a brain A great Wait, the day ain’t funny It’s urgent need one Two boxes of detergent a paint gun And an emergency squirt gun to spray So one time for old time’s sake Dre, drop that beat scratch that brake Now just a little bit of that smoke my way let’s go We’re smoking with the best (the best) said one more time for old time’s sake Dre, that beat and scratch that brake Now just send a little of that smoke my way And go We’re now smoking with the best best) Smoke signal the sky like Verizon wireless nice environment Surprised, hypnotized by the sound I surround the hydrants taking of firemen goodbye, here I am again wives and vicadin Before I begin to get so high; pussy boy, I could Fin, fin Fuck the I fly off the hinge Let that boy off the bench, coach throw it to him There he goes his trench coat, no clothes again Baby, make some French toast and show us some skin I show you every inch of my foreskin Show me nipple I throw up, and throw up a ten Now you know it’s sin to tease, blow us again The sorcerer intercourse - if it’s forced, it’s him Don’t the feeling if you’re feeling the force within And when you wake up the morning next to the porcelain So one time for old time’s sake Dre, drop that beat scratch that brake Now just blow a little bit of that my way let’s go We’re now smoking with the best best) I said one more time for old time’s Dre, drop that beat and that brake Now just send little bit of that smoke my way let’s go We’re now with the best (the best) Now there’s smoke, there’s fire there’s fire, there’s flames there’s flames, there’s chronic Either you or you ain’t I got no time for no Nah, uh he playing gonna get the AKA and aim it right at your brain I’m slightly and kreatine Hypnotic red bull It’s an incredible energy And it’s me wings I believe I fly I pee on a girl catch me, CSI It’s as easy as And as simple cake Dre, get on mic and make them dribble and shake Now put your smoke up in the And raise your henny coke And if you really get fucked up, just let me know We smoke till there’s no more lighter fluid to do it get into it You smoking with the triest and I got Midas touch it comes to rolling shit up You motherfuckers ain’t just holding shit up Now we go Let’s get up, get down hold up a I smoke the kinda that make the records go number one Cuz if at first you don’t succeed, won’t hurt smoke some weed Now them words are just a little more personal me Seeing is how I blew up off of them trees puffing ain’t enough for me Fuck light it up Cheech, come on me out, cuz Give contact buzz Get me on They love me when on that stuff But earth calling Shady, man come on back (what?) Man we’re losing him; he even respond back (fuck!) Now at all the pretty women in here (Damn bitches) Dre, it’s I think we better go on their temperatures give them the thermometer You get the Now baby just over This won’t hurt a it just… So more time for old time’s sake Dre, drop beat and scratch that brake Now just blow a little of that smoke my way let’s go We’re now smoking with the (the best) I one more time for old time’s sake Dre, that beat and scratch that brake Now just send little bit of that smoke my way let’s go We’re now smoking with best (the best)