Loose Cannons - Dr. Dre feat Xzibit, Cold 187um & Sly Pyper
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_tch and being between her thighs
Then I woke up and realized this is my motherf_ckin' real life
[Dr. Dre:]
You know where the f_ck I'm from
From that muthaf_ckin' legendary
From the city where the n_ggas load clips and fats and get stabbed at home room should've skipped that class
Sh_t will never change on the West Side
Jack your sh_t, take your car for a test drive (Ah sh_t)
Gangbanin' out the window hollering let's ride
Gotta keep a tec by the bedside
These n_ggas don't know my life
All this pain and what I sacrificed
And all my n_ggas that lost their life, you never die, you never die
I'm in that motherf_ckin' one for a minute now
All y'all lil' n_ggas need to simmer down
Shut the f_ck up, I'm the one that's killing 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_ck where the body at
You do too much talkin' I walk in the building I just give a f_ck 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_ck 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_cks 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 kill at will
(Blow, yo, oh no)
(I couldn't give a f_ck)
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 pornographic abilities
(Well I don't know what you know
But I know I got that sh_t)
These motherf_ckers still talking? F_ck 'em!
That's why they bring X and the guillotine out
To stop these b_tches n_ggas 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_ckin' anger
Ah sh_t, somebody better f_ckin' stop me
Cause I'm a loose cannon that can't stand myself I'm bad for my own health
You n_ggas really think I give a f_ck about somebody else (f_ck em')
I swear to god I'ma do it, back the f_ck up I'ma do it, I swear to god I'ma lose it
Baby, baby
What the f_ck are you doing? Put the gun down
Really? Are you doin' this sh_t to me again?
(Oh my God)
You is so f_cked up for this
(F_ck It)
(Wait, wait, wait, wait)
I'm sorry!
Don't point the f_ckin' gun on me!
Okay, put the f_ckin' gun down!
No, no, no, no!!
Alright, I got her legs
Man this b_tch is heavy
You gotta get under her armpits
Shut the f_ck up, I got it
What the, what the f_ck did you guys do?
It was this n_gga
Me?
Sh_t, matter of fact you know what you go dig the f_ckin' hole this time
I don't give a f_ck it will be the first f_ckin' hole I ever dug
Who the f_ck is that?
I don't know, ask f_ckin' Charles Manson right here
Oh, oh, you're tryin' to be funny? You're really f_ckin' tryin' to be funny right now?
Shh, shh, shut your ass up
This is bad
This is, this is f_cking bad man
F_ck it, let's start digging
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