เนื้อเพลง Let's Get High - Dr. Dre

All these n*ggas and all these hos in here
Somebody here gon' f*ck (4x)

[Hittman]:
Talkin' that, walkin' that, spittin' at hos
Smokin' this, drinkin' that, hittin' at hos
F*ck this, I'm hittin' that, I'm hittin' 'em both
Have one ridin' d*ck, one lickin' my toes
When I'm lovin' these hos, there ain't no love involved
No hugs, no kisses, bear rugs, bear britches
Rare b*tches, like to pose in them Black Tail pictures
B*tch jumped off my d*ck, "Is that Dre over there?"

[Dr. Dre]:
Yeah, I just took some Ecstasy
Ain't no tellin' what the side effects could be
All these fine b*tches equal sex to me
Plus I got this bad b*tch layin' next to me
No doubt, sat back on the couch
Pants down, rubber on, set to turn that ass out
Laid the b*tch out, then I put it in her mouth
Pulled out, nutted on a towel and passed out

[Kurupt]:
Come on Let's Get High (high..)
Let's get high (high..)
Come on, let's get high (high..)
Let's get high, all my ladies
Let's get high (high..)
High (high..)
Let's get high (high..)
Come on, let's get high

I make the four hop, pull up at the spot
Weed by the barrels in my G'd up apparel
Stompin' in the party, Kurupt, Young Gotti
I'm f*ckin' somethin' in this b*tch, hit 'em with some gangsta sh*t
Put somethin' in your mouth, b*tch real tasty
I'm lookin' real sauce in my gangsta-ass Casey's
Hit the party up, ease up, Kurupt with an ounce
And got all the hos in this motherf*cker bouncin'
Down to...

Yo, what up Scram Jones?
Mel-man, what's crackin'?
What's up with all these ol' punk as hos in here?

[Ms. Roq]:
N*gga what? I'm a hustlin' b*tch
I like them get rich n*ggas, then hit the switch n*ggas
N*ggas 'bout the sex and which b*tch to hit next
While I'm kickin' my game and collectin' them checks
Got all ya'll n*ggas vexed to f*ck, this triple x rated ho
You say you ain't eat it, you ate it though
And uh, Roq don't stop, can't be droppin' no drawers
To the n*gga how you figure got you sh*ttin' in yours
Yeah, little d*cks always runnin' they mouth
While a b*tch is better off to masturbate and be out
All you b*tches up in here know what I'm talkin' about
Get the loot, get the ice, f*ck the wife, no doubt
Tryin' to live lavish, marry a big d*ck and stay carried
Holla back at them n*ggas that hollered at me
Pop the Cris', whip the six and sh*t
And have all ya'll n*ggas limp when I twist my sh*t
Yeah, b*tch ass n*ggas