It's Okay (One Blood) [In the Style of the Game] [Karaoke Version]

歌詞

Dre I see dead people Modern vampires of the city Hunting blood blood blood Blood Blood Blood Blood-Blood-Blood Yo Dre Blood Blood Blood Blood-Blood-Blood Thought I was dead Blood Blood Blood Blood-Blood-Blood One Blood One Blood West Coast One Blood One Blood One Blood I'm the Doctor's Advocate nigga Dre shot ya Brought me back from the dead that's why they call him the doctor The Math gonna drop him And 50 ain't rocking with him No more IT'S OKAY I get it popping Whole club rocking Like a '64 impala Drink cris throw it up Call the shit hydraulics Then piss in the cup Call the shit hypnotic I bleed Compton Spit crack and shit chronic And you new niggaz ain't shit But new niggaz Bathing Ape Shoe niggaz I'm talking ta you nigga Bouncing in da '64 throwing up West Side man Selling another 5 million albums YES I AM Fresh like damn This nigga did it again A hundred thousand on his neck L.A. above the brim Inside the lambo shot gun with Snoop What would the motherfucking West Coast be without one crip and One Blood One Blood One Blood One Blood Blood Blood Blood Blood-Blood-Blood Blood Blood Blood Blood-Blood-Blood Blood Blood Blood Blood-Blood-Blood One Blood One Blood One Blood One Blood I'm from the West Side of the '64 Impala Where niggaz say Where you from we'll never say Holla Bandanna on the right side Gun on the left side Niggaz in New York know how to throw up the West Side Word to Eazy I'm so I'll believe me I made room for Jeezy But the rest of you niggaz better be glad you breathing All I need is one reason I'm the king and Dre said it the West Coast need me I don't know why you niggaz keep trying me Everybody know that I'm the heir to the Aftermath dynasty And I ain't gotta make shit for the club What DJ gone turn down the 38 snub You 38 and you still rapping uhh I'm 26 nigga so is the dubs inches On the '07 Hummer Hop out no bodyguards When the chronic smoke clear all you gon' see is One Blood One Blood One Blood One Blood Blood Blood Blood Blood-Blood-Blood Blood Blood Blood Blood-Blood-Blood Blood Blood Blood Blood-Blood-Blood One Blood One Blood One Blood One Blood I ain't got beef with 50 no beef with Jay What's beef when you getting head in the 6-tray And the double game chain I keep them on display Black T-shirt so all you see is the A Turn on the TV and all you see is the A You niggaz better make up a dance and try to get radio play Keep on Snapping Your Fingers I ain't going away I don't regret what I spit cause I know what I say And niggaz keep talking about me they don't know when to stop I got the Louis Vuitton belt buckle holding tha glock No beam no silencer I know when to pop Wait till Lil' Jon come on and left off a shot I have the number 1 Billboard spot Yeah Haha Niggaz stepped on my fingers and I climb right back to the top I'm BIG I'm Cube I'm NaS I'm 'Pac This ain't shit but a warning till my album drop One Blood One Blood One Blood One Blood Blood Blood Blood Blood-Blood-Blood Blood Blood Blood Blood-Blood-Blood Blood Blood Blood Blood-Blood-Blood One Blood One Blood One Blood One Blood One Blood One Blood One Blood One Blood