On The Boulevard

[Verse 1: Dr. Dre]

You in the office of the good Doc again, let's walk again

It's like clock again, the hood rock again

You should pop it in, can't take it out

That shit Dre on, you can't make it out

The world ain't set for what I'm about to do

Ninety-six tracks, mixed down to two

I stepped out the booth, called up Snoop

Like Toucan, Dre got colorful loops

[Verse 2: Snoop Dogg & Dr. Dre]

We can shoot, we can scrap

We can rap, we can act

We can mack these bitches, whatever you want

Ol' bitch ass niggas think it's better to front

How it be on the West, forever the hunt

But I won't wear no bull's eye (Bull's eye eye)

It's how these fools die (Die die)

Hood loc's cruise by (By by)

Have you on the news live (Live live live)

Y'all know how the story goes

We give a fuck about award shows

Same shit about hoes

[Verse 3: Dr. Dre & Snoop Dogg]

Rich nigga zone, Platinum balls

I ain't got it on my neck, nigga – check my walls

I think y'all just tryin' to incite us

You can't see how I work, can't see these Eastsidaz (Eastsidaz!)

All of y'all wanna criticize

Fuckin' with us, tryin' to get a rise

That's when my shit flies

And here's where the point lies

I spit game at the globe

First week – deuce point five

[Hook: Kokane]

I'd rather be ridin' than walkin'

While all you loud mouth niggas keep talkin'

All you high paid hookers stay fly

I'ma slide left, fly right on by

I'ma do it on the boulevard

Fast bitches, fast cars and stars

Stayin' bossed up, eatin' caviar

Lookin' for the next way to have it all, ah nah

[Verse 4: Dr. Dre & Snoop Dogg]

It's funny how the game goes

New faces, but they look like the same hoes

I try to get away, everybody want a hit of Dre

I stay focused, bang out a hit a day

Nigga, fuck what ya heard, shit is all lies

Niggas mad Dre and Snoop stayin' multi-

Fuck y'all, wanna slice and dissolve mine?!

My career in fifth gear, while y'all's dyin'

Keep thinkin' California all sun and surf (For sho')

I can see you up under the Earth

My gun burst still

And I still got my first mil'

Still bounce 'til I feel like the Earth tilt

Every club' Dre and Snoop' house

G-Funk – get it crunk like the Dirty South

Close ya mouth, you ain't worth a third of me

A word from me, expensive as a surgery

But I don't use a scalpel, chainsaw choppin'

My fingerprints all over the Top 10 (Like that?!?)

Whole staff'll come through and spill

Either on the film or the two-inch reel

Behind the wheel of a sixty-four

I can't stop 'til I done fifty tours

Y'all motherfuckers know me

I smoke a lot of weed, sayin' "fuck a pass," like Kobe

[Hook: Kokane]

I'd rather be ridin' than walkin'

While all you loud mouth niggas keep talkin'

All you high paid hookers stay fly

I'ma slide left, fly right on by

I'ma do it on the boulevard

Fast bitches, fast cars and stars

Stayin' bossed up, eatin' caviar

Lookin' for the next way to have it all, ah nah

[Bridge: Kokane & Mamie Gunn]

Rock on, rock on

Keep movin' on, groovin' on

And hold your own

Rock on, rock on

Keep movin' on, groovin' on

And hold your own

Rock on, rock on

Keep movin' on, groovin' on

And hold your own

Rock on, rock on

Keep movin' on, groovin' on

And hold your own

[Hook: Kokane]

I'd rather be ridin' than walkin'

While all you loud mouth niggas keep talkin'

All you high paid hookers stay fly

I'ma slide left, fly right on by

I'ma do it on the boulevard

Fast bitches, fast cars and stars

Stayin' bossed up, eatin' caviar

Lookin' for the next way to have it all, ah nah