Look at these niggas with attitudes, look at these niggas with attitudes Hello, I started this gangster *** and this the mother***in' thanks I get Hello, I started this gangster *** and this the mother***in' thanks I get Hello, the mother***in' world is a ghetto Full of magazines, full clips and heavy metal when the smoke settle I'm just lookin' for a big yellow and six-inch stilettos, Dr. Dre Hello, percolatin', keepin' waitin', why you sittin' there hatin'? Your bitches hyperventilatin', hopin' that we penetratin' You gets natin' cause I never been to Satan But hardcore administratin', gangbang affiliatin' MC Renner had you wildin' off a zone and a whole half a gallon Get to dialin', 911 emergency And you can tell him, it's my son, he's hurtin' me And he's a felon, on parole for robbery Ain't no coppin' a plea, ain't no stoppin' a G I'm in a six, you got to hop in a three Company monopoly, you handle *** sloppily I drop a key properly They call me the Don Dada, Papa Kala Drop a dollar, if you hear me, you can holla Even rock wallas, Fala, Diampala Wanna talk about this concrete nigga, I'm a scholar The incredible, heterosexual, credible Bag a ho, let it go, dick ain't edible Nigga ain't federal, I plan *** while you handpick Mother***ers givin' up transcript I started this gangsta *** And it's the mother***in' thanks I get I started this gangsta *** And it's the mother***in' thanks I get Villain blows up your spot Take your notebook, your bitch, and your clock This mother***er thought the coochie had a padlock You slap her ass, that's alarming Cause she want my worm like Carmen We chin check niggas, them thin check niggas Run trains on gold diggers, beware these four niggas Scarin' mother***ers like Stephen King flicks Makin' niggas glitter room like a dyke fleein' dick Make a second to none ***, nigga like quick So when I bomb first, nigga, who you rollin' with? *** that ice on your wrist, *** your fine ass bitch Cause you could lose it in a tussle, nigga, watch me hustle Watch niggas *** without flexin' a muscle Bitches, all in the back, they knees waitin' to buckle Same time, same channel, don't change the dab Niggas polite, ***in' your wife, these niggas wild I started this gangsta *** And it's the mother***in' thanks I get I started this gangsta *** And it's the mother***in' thanks I get Did I fall off? Got you in your room, rippin' every chronic poster on your wall off This cause I put away the sawed off Now I got you sittin' back with a smirk, listenin' with your arms crossed Questionin' Dre's credibility Wonderin' if it's still in me to produce hits Y'all be killin' me as if I need to make more I got a mansion and six cars that I paid for *** We came a long way from not givin' a *** Sellin' tapes out of a trunk to movin' this far up Now we got the whole world starstruck Made a million plus and still don't give a mother*** Mother***er, I'm Dre, I don't need your respect I don't need to make another album, bitch, I don't gotta do *** I do it because I want to, not to stay in the game *** the fame, I'm still stayin' the same, little bitch I started this gangsta *** And it's the mother***in' thanks I get I started this gangsta *** And it's the mother***in' thanks I get Look at these niggas with attitudes