No Apology (feat. Junior Reid) - Dre Z

Yes, I want them to know, say real warriors don't play And if you romp with us, you have to run away I want them to know, say real gangstas don't play And if they romp with us, they have to run away Know they romp with us and they go run and hide Slip them, go slip and now a slide them, go slide Only a fool get caught up in his own pride Hope they'll be ready for your ride I want them to know, say real gangstas don't play If they romp with us, they have to run away Know they romp with us and they go run and hide Slip them, go slip and now a slide them, go slide Only a fool get caught up in his own pride Hope they'll be ready for your ride Gangstas ain't this fly? This is just a rare occasion You can hear us blazin', soon as the layer is raisin' Hell yeah, we hazin', sexy pair of Chinky eyes, dark hair, you would swear they Asian They Bahama mamas, holdin' llama mamas Put the gangsta grills on when it's drama mamas Murder them, murder them They don't make a move 'til they get word from him I could be in Fiji, one call to Gigi She on some belly like X with a squiggy They say it's gangsta, but it's just the way of life If life's a, better make everyday your wife I'm from the era of the for drug spots Happy to be here, so I smile in my mug shots The David Dinkins years, I even dug Koch Before the George Bush drug watch, bloodclaat I want them to know, say real gangstas don't play And if they romp with us, they have to run away Know, they romp with us and they go run and hide Slip them, go slip and now a slide them, go slide Only a fool get caught up in his own pride Hope they'll be ready for your ride I want them to know, say real gangstas don't play If they romp with us, they have to run away Know they romp with us and they go run and hide Slip them, go slip and now a slide them, go slide Only a fool get caught up in his own pride Hope they'll be ready for your ride We say death before dishonor The scent that you smellin' on my breath is 'Fore I left to Tijuana I told them it was war, so they nephew or they mama Betta wear a tef for they a gonna That's what it sounds like when thugs cry I see things, see wings when the slugs fly Low life Loso, P Wing Rugby Low Teddi, young that no ready I go back like recline, no need for rewind Still run through flat bush like the D line Usually just the team 'Cuz them extra be unnecessary Just like a Uzi wit a beam and a 'cuzzi full of steam Suzie and Janine Do like this but it's usually in there dreams Gangsta don't sleep unless it's by the bed Ever wonder why the bread gets snatched by the Feds? I want them to know, say real gangstas don't play And if they romp with us, they have to run away Know they romp with us and they go run and hide Slip them, go slip and now a slide them, go slide Only a fool get caught up in his own pride Hope they'll be ready for your ride I want them to know, say real gangstas don't play If they romp with us, they have to run away Know they romp with us and they go run and hide Slip them, go slip and now a slide them, go slide Only a fool get caught up in his own pride Hope they'll be ready for your ride

Wine your body Wriggle your belly Dip and go down in a the new stylee Wine and go up, wine and go down Bubble and a rock ca the new style around You fe line it up, you fe wine it up Do the boomshackalak till the dance hall full up The boomshackalak it a the brand new style Wicked say it wicked jah jah no say it wild Raggamuffin style fe the discipline child Dip and go down ca it well versatile You fe move fe your waist, move fe your back Wine and go down do the shack-a-lak-a-lak Get in a the groove ca you are the top notch Bubble and a wine gal right pon the spot The gal pon the left she truly design Watch how she bubble and watch how she wine Back, she front, she a move she waist line Tell a boy say that the gal say she mine Mine she mine ca we rock it in a time Everybody join in when she give you the sign The english gal a do the boomshackalak The american gal a do the boomshackalak The indian possie do the boomshackalak The yardy gal a do the boomshackalak The japanese gal a do the boomshackalak And the german gal a do the boomshackalak Put yours hands in a the air like you just don't care Raggamuffin deh bout so you better be aware The north and the south everybody everywhere Flex out shock out ca the vibe in a the air Bubble and a wine ca the gal a draw near Everybody sing out when the dj say Compositor: Apache Indian

Dre, I see dead people Modern vampires of the city Hunting blood, blood, blood heart Blood, blood, blood Blood, blood, blood Yo, Dre, thought I was dead West Coast I'm the doctor's advocate N- Dre shot ya Brought me back from the dead That's why they call him the doctor The mavs gon' frop 'em If 50 ain't rocking' with him nor more It's ok, I get it poppin' The whole club rockin' like da 6-4 Impala Drink Cris throw it up call the sh- hydraulics Then p- in the cup call the sh- Hipnotiq I bleed Compton, spit crack, the sh- chronic And you new n- ain't sh- but new n- Bathed in ape shoe n- I'm talkin' to you n- Bounce in the 6-4 throwing up west side man Sell another five million albums, yes I am Fresh like damn dis n- did it again A hundred thousand on his neck, LA above the brim Inside the Lambo', shotgun wit Snoop What whould the muthaf- 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 One blood, one blood, one blood, one blood, one blood I'm from the west side of the 6-4 Impala When n- say, "Where you from?" We'll never say holla Bandana on the right side, gun on the left side N- in New York know how to throw up the west side Word to Eazy, I'm so ill believe me I made room for Jeezy But the rest of you n- 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 n- keep tryin' me Everybody know that I'm the heir to the Aftermath dynasty And I ain't got to make shit for the club What DJ gon' turn down the -? You thirty-eight and you still rappin'? Uh! I'm twenty-six nigga, so is the dubs On the 07 Hummer hop out Nobody guards, when the ch- 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 One blood, one blood, one blood, one blood, one blood I ain't got beef with 50, no beef wit J What's beef when you gettin' - in the 6 trey? And the double game change, I keep 'em on display Black t-shirt so all you see is the A Turn on the TV and all you see is the A You n- better make up a dance and try to get radio play Keep on snappin' your fingers, I ain't goin' away I don't regret what I spit, 'cause I know what I say N- talk about me, they don't know when to stop I got the Louis Vuitton belt buckle holdin' the glock No beam, no silencer, I know when to pop I wait till Lil' Jon come on and let off a shot I had the number one Billboard spot N-stepped on my fingers and I climbed 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 One blood, one blood, one blood, one blood, one blood One blood, one blood, one blood Blood, blood, blood

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