Dr. Dre - Loose Cannons lyrics

All my life, I've been down to ride Till I kept it real and I stayed alive with no compromise And I fantasize about the baddest b**h and being between her thighs Then I woke up and realized this is my motherf**in' real life [Dr. Dre:] You know where the f** I'm from From that muthaf**in' legendary From the city where the n***as load clips and fats and get stabbed at home room should've skipped that cla** sh** will never change on the West Side Jack your sh**, take your car for a test drive (Ah sh**) Gangbanin' out the window hollering let's ride Gotta keep a tec by the bedside These n***as don't know my life All this pain and what I sacrificed And all my n***as that lost their life, you never die, you never die I'm in that motherf**in' one for a minute now All y'all lil' n***as need to simmer down Shut the f** up, I'm the one that's k**ing now Take a look who on top of the pinnacle R.I.P to KMG I'm still gonna murder, and don't give a f** where the body at You do too much talkin' I walk in the building I just give a f** where the money at [?] They trust me it's only just one of them I'm callin' them shots and makin' the plays and if you get a train better f** with him I keep it gangsta, y'all testin my patience Got me feelin' so anxious, I be lookin' so facetious Feel like running a capre [Xzibit:] (Wait, hold up I got next) (What up X) Spent my birthday in Dubai Skyrise surprise and I'm dressed like a spy Black tux, oh you f**s guess what, I'm ready to blow (Yo, oh no) I hang that 6-2 sideways Pissin' off the neighbors scrapin' bumpin' in the driveway You gave me the pistol told me to k** at will (Blow, yo, oh no) (I couldn't give a f**) Literally, cashed out just livin' to me Blast it like a Kennedy beat Wanna get rid of 'em? Send them to me While I'm just over here cozy holdin' these double D's She book smart with p**nographic abilities (Well I don't know what you know But I know I got that sh**) These motherf**ers still talking? f** 'em! That's why they bring X and the guillotine out To stop these b**hes n***as from runnin' their mouth (It's bout time somebody said something) [Cold 187um:] One in the glove, one in the clip, one in the chamber One on the dash, one in the stash, ready for danger I'm ready to die I can't control this f**in' anger Ah sh**, somebody better f**in' stop me Cause I'm a loose cannon that can't stand myself I'm bad for my own health You n***as really think I give a f** about somebody else (f** em') I swear to god I'ma do it, back the f** up I'ma do it, I swear to god I'ma lose it Baby, baby What the f** are you doing? Put the gun down Really? Are you doin' this sh** to me again? (Oh my God) You is so f**ed up for this (f** It) (Wait, wait, wait, wait) I'm sorry! Don't point the f**in' gun on me! Okay, put the f**in' gun down! No, no, no, no!! Alright, I got her legs Man this b**h is heavy You gotta get under her armpits Shut the f** up, I got it What the, what the f** did you guys do? It was this n***a Me? sh**, matter of fact you know what you go dig the f**in' hole this time I don't give a f** it will be the first f**in' hole I ever dug Who the f** is that? I don't know, ask f**in' Charles Manson right here Oh, oh, you're tryin' to be funny? You're really f**in' tryin' to be funny right now? Shh, shh, shut your a** up This is bad This is, this is f**ing bad man f** it, let's start digging