Trip - Don't Trip (By Trip) lyrics

{​Introduction: Dr. Dre and Easy E From Straight Outta Compton] Dr. Dre: Alright You funny, but you see how you said that sh**, right? Like you believe it? Easy E: Yeah I believe that sh**! Dr.Dre: Than say this sh** like you believe it man, like its a motherf**ing Sunday and you cruising down Crenshaw in a motherf**ing '64. Come on say that sh** like you believe it man, like it's your words, feel that sh**. Stop playing around, loosen the f** up! There you go (1st Verse: Trip) Don't trip when I'm k**ing sh** (Uh) Don't trip when I'm feeling it (Uh) Trip likes when you're feeling it yeah Zero to a million real quick yeah I see it clear through my lens f** with some b**hes, no snitches, no friends I hop out the Beamer and enter the Benz A party in chi town, you know I'll attend Most of society knows I'm the best If you ask all my people, you know they'll attest What are you working on? What track is next? If you hop off my dick, then you'll find out what's next Back of the line b**h, in back of the rest I sit back I'm chilling, with feet in the desk While she's s**ing my dick, and I swear she's the best She walks out the room, but I swear I got next Riding round town with the big a** crew With the all gold chains, and the fake a** shoes Walking the path, n***a walk in my shoes Hop in my building though, take in the view (HF) You f** with drake right? I f** with him too I f** with nirvana, I'll f** with U2 Don't trip I'm k**ing this beat and the tunes Shy Hype and LAWKI mixtape coming soon But don't trip so... Let me focus on some real sh** real quick Let me focus on it. Alright I got something Trip Trip (2nd Verse: Trip) Take a look around Everybody's baby making, everybody's down Everybody's tryna be the leaders of the town Everybody stepping on their friends to get the crown But I've never made a sound Watching from behind the curtains let me tear it down Let me bring it back to summer, tell em simmer down Got them all on red alert, I think the time is now Hold up, but my city's underground Never thought I'd see the day that Chi's a battleground The mayor taking cover, and the cops just turned around The backs are f**ing turned, so their bringing out the hounds But what's that got to do with me? Say I won't succeed unless I'm packing heavy heat Meanwhile, n***as really ain't got sh** to eat But imma take it south, to a little town called Crete That's the city that I'm from 1997 is the year that it begun Trying to get up out of here, I got to really run From the lies, from the ties, from people, all the cries All the lives, in the hives, all the sinners trying to die All you hear about is dimes, don't know sh** about their lives Packing nines, making rhymes, won't you read between the lines Let me teach you columbine, I really gotta let it shine [Outro.] Dr. Dre: Hey that was dope, E! That sh** was dope, man! Yeah, thats whatI'm talking about, man!