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Remedy

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(Verse 1) As my Daytons spin low-rider sittin low Hittin corners so hard you can taste my rims Ragtop 6-4, Henny in the passenger side Smokin chronic just let me ride You would do it if my name was Dre Second comin mothafucker Throw it up for the king of LA I'm known for makin bitches take they 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 bounced the ball Fuck the law Feedin my son is a must Whip it soft, whip it hard In crack we trust Why Andrew Jackson look high as fuck on the twenty? G Answer: cocaine been around for centuries Since I'm young, black and rich I'm the public enemy Ridin the bass drum, Just Blaze got the remedy (Chorus) *scratching* I got the remedy *scratching* Aftermath got the remedy *scratching* Nigga back up, back up, back up, back up 'Fore you get your punk ass smoked (Verse 2) 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 An' starin' at that Hollywood sign'll get you straight jacked "Where you from fool?" Better say you pro-black 'Cause walkin in Roscoe's with your chain hangin Is like Giuliani tryin to get rid of the gang-bangers


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