Remedy

As my Daytons spin low rider sitting low Hitting corners so hard you could taste my rims Rag top 6-4 Hsenny in the passenger side Smoking chronic just letting me ride You would do it if my name was DRE Second coming mothafucker throw it up for the king of L.A I'm known for making bitches take their clothes off Long as I'm from Compton California I could never go soft I'm hard as a mothafuckin' ounce of raw Dribble rock like Kobe Bryant bounce the ball fuck the law Feeding my son is a must Whip it soft, whip it hard in crack we trust Why Andrew Jackson look high as fuck on the 20 G? Answer Cocaine been around for centuries Since I'm young black and rich I'm the public enemy riding the bass drum Just Blaze got the Remedy Now-dey ("Now They"), Now-Now, Now-dey, Now-Now, Now-dey Now Now they got Me in a Cell I got the Remedy Now-dey ("Now They"), Now-Now, Now-dey, Now-Now, Now-dey Now Now they got Me in a Cell Aftermath got the Remedy Now-dey ("Now They"), Now-Now, Now-dey, Now-Now, Now-dey Now Now they got Me in a Cell Nigga Back up back up back up before you get your punk ass smoked I ain't no joke G So don't provoke me I'm from the city of angels Where that jacob watch is a trophy N Staring at the hollywood sign'll get your straight jacked Where you from fool? Better say your pro black Cause walking in roscoes with your chain hanging Its like juliane trying to get rid of the gang bangers Now that Pac past trying to put us on death row get ready for the aftermath I run through the city like godzilla Doing more damage than ice t when he dropped cop killa Pull a shotty out the trunk of the chevy There go another victim of a 1-8-7 Who's the gream reaper with your life in his hand Even the toughest niggas run when my gun go blammm So kick back and watch the bitches dance N.W.A is back now let me see your Mothafucken hands Now-dey ("Now They"), Now-Now, Now-dey, Now-Now, Now-dey Now Now they got Me in a Cell I got the Remedy Now-dey ("Now They"), Now-Now, Now-dey, Now-Now, Now-dey Now Now they got Me in a Cell Aftermath got the Remedy Now-dey ("Now They"), Now-Now, Now-dey, Now-Now, Now-dey Now Now they got Me in a Cell Nigga Back up back up back up before you get your punk ass smoked I'm back by popular demand N so All black interior on a cherry red 6-4 Niggaz endin they career trying to shut me up Acting like I traded in my khakis for a button up The west coast still dippin Game still bloodin' N snoop still crippin So what you saying loc Red and blue bandana tied in a knot As I creep through the chronic smoke They say it ain't good weed if you don't choke Shit got my head spinning like the 100 spokes 3-Wheelin through the neighborhood System on blast as the mothafucken one time pass The key to drive bys is aim steady Turn that bape hoody into mothafucken confetti When you cross that enemy line Close your eyes parental dizcretion is advized