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Albums:

Take Care Take Care Take Care (Explosions in the Sky) · Take Care, Take Care, Take Care (Explosions in the Sky) · Take Care, Take Care, Take Care (Explosions in the Sky) · Karma Police (Radiohead) · Karma Police (Radiohead) · The Police [UK] (The Police) · Rolf Stübe and the Jazz Police (Rolf Stübe) · Police Academy (Strontium 90) · Police and Thieves (Junior Murvin) · The Very Best of Sting & the Police [1997] (The Police) – and 90 other albums »


(Italian) and Country Classics Albums.

 
Everybody's got the dancin' fever
Everbody'd love to rock and roll
Play it loud and baby play it better
Funky
still want to know when the album comin? out 
Ask the teenagers, O?Gs and Ask the kids 
What they definition of Classic is 
Timeless, cause age don?t
still want to know when the album coming out
Ask the teenagers, OG's and Ask the kids
What they definition of Classic is
Timeless, cause age don't
before my album drop
My homeboys'll clap you down

We took a break for a minute
And now we bangin'
But we been listenin' to everything that you been
album was The Chronic (nigga)
They want to know if he still got it
They say rap's changed
They wanna know how I feel about it
(If you ain't up
album was The Chronic (Nigga)
They want to know if he still got it
They say rap's changed
They wanna know how I feel about it
(If you ain't up
Uh, you know I still run with that, that blood of a slave
Boiling in my veins
It's just hot until a nigga can't take it no more
Blood of a slave,
shipbuilding
Well I ask you, the boy said
"Dad there going to take me to task,
But I'll be back by Christmas"

It's just a rumour that was spread around
shipbuilding
Well I ask you, the boy said
"Dad there going to take me to task,
But I'll be back by Christmas"

It's just a rumour that was spread around
way

Well, tell me baby
What's gettin' wrong wit'ch you?
Why don't you hear me, pretty mama
Listen to what I'm sayin', bay-by?

Tell me baby
Baby,
Just point out the bounce
Yes, just point out the bounce nigga
Yo, listen

Rumor has it "The Blueprint" classic
Couldn't even be stopped by Bin
To salute the moon of our paradise lost and you're a spectator
Stringent, inch by sacred inch shoveling colon in my earthworm soul
Borough up through the dirt
[Chorus]
Gangsters, gangsters
Gangsters, stand up and rap what you're claiming
Police roll around, shake us down, always playing and I
Gangsters,
'til they head get popped off
By the realest MC, and that's ME!
Joe Crack the Don, I came from the streets
Knee deep in the game, other half in
the pressure on and Government will fall 
But it takes more than music and more than words 
To recreate a nation that's controlled by hoards 
Of police, army
still want to know when the album coming out
Ask the teenagers, OG's and Ask the kids
What they definition of Classic is
Timeless, cause age don't
Bad ass bitch she was the one to holla at
Had another bitch by the name of Pricilla
You know that bad bitch, she taste like vanilla
In my car looking
fuck around and take it back to classic Snoop
On the east side standing on the D-I-P
Back then my only wed was my E-Y-E
Use my P-Y-T and you
'til they head get popped off
By the realest MC, and that's ME!
Joe Crack the Don, I came from the streets
Knee deep in the game, other half in
I woke up out that coma 2001
'bout the same time Dre dropped 2001
Three years later the album is done
Aftermath presents: Nigga Witta Attitude,
last album was "The Chronic" (nigga)
They want to know if he still got it
They say rap's changed, they want to know how I feel about it

If you ain't
last album was "The Chronic" (nigga)
They want to know if he still got it
They say rap's changed, they want to know how I feel about it

If you ain't
album was The Chronic (Nigga)
They want to know if he still got it
They say rap's changed
They wanna know how I feel about it
(If you ain't up
and bitch niggas'll do you
Inevitably we take celebrity bitches and run a chu-chu
We puttin' on magnums, taggin' that wagon, some of these birds kookoo
French too
And me and Face just slashed the last beat up like a Ginsu
My album like a 'Rari, a lot of dope features
Glad you bought it, now sit back