Dre Day

World Class

Since Wreckin' Cru

Cause my resume say "Wreckin' Crews"

Cut all my records like the best to do it

Destined to

Dress for the music so I could step to it

Ya, no one does it better as I step to her

Lex Lugers through your smoke and mirrors I appear miraculous

Emotions clear, my devotion matters

I clap rappers like awards-show writers

Whats the doors of your Viper to the thoughts of a Christler

Opportunity knocks on the window of my Limo and offendin'

Trying to give advice how I could get on

Nigga, you couldn't picture the soundscapes I spit on

I'll do it for you

Aluminum foil for sitcoms

Have rap wrapped like Reynolds

For rentals and continentals

On Centinela posted like a Sentinel with seven yellers

Kiss Ladera on my way to work

Skip church

Twisted up the earth in a new shirt

[Hook]

Ya, Dre day

Dre day

Dre day

Uh, and did I mention chronic?

[Verse 2]

Was sick, went through Bubonics

If you through with knowledge

No comment

The Lakers beat the Supersonics

Straight Ebonics

If you want to call it alcoholic

Found my wallet

Next thing you know I'm found on Slauson

Talking all them prices down before I take a shot of Sunset

We couldn't crush, we wasn't one yet

If the ones wasn't huggin' my block, cuffin' my knots

I could pull out my charriot, stop and just ride

Uh, for all the bitches and the hoes and tricks

Ya, we brought it back so you don't forget

Dre day

Uh, Dre day