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What's the between me and you?

Back when Cube, was rolling Lorenzo in a Benzo
I was banging with a gang of
Got the pens and pencils, got down to but sometimes
The business end of shit can turn your friends against you
But you was a nigga, I could sense it in you
I still remember the window of the car that you went
That's fucked up, but I'll never forget the shit we been
And I'mma do whatever it to convince you
Cause you my nigga Doc, and Eazy I'm wit'chu
Fuck the beef, nigga I miss you, and that's just real wit'chu
You see the is
Everybody wanna know how me and Snoop is
And who I'm still cool
I got these fake-ass niggas I first drew with
Claiming they non-violent, talkin like they
Spit venom in interviews, speaking on
units, then talk shit and we can do this
Until then, I ain't even speaking your
keep my name outta yo' mouth and we can keep it the same, nigga
It ain't that I'm too big to to the rumors
It's just I'm too damn big to pay attention to 'em
That's the

What's the between me and you?
You a good one - but you don't do what you supposed to do
I act on what I feel and never with emotions
I'm used to living big dog style and coasting

What's the difference between me and
You talk a one - but you don't do what you supposed to do
I act on what I feel and never deal with
I'm used to big dog style and straight coasting

Yo I with it, while you try to perpetrate and play with it
Never about the next level until Dre did it
I stay committed while you baby-sitted
I smash you critics like a overhand right Riddick
Come and get it, shitted on by the millions
I be catching bitches bitches be catching feelings
So what the fuck am I to do?
I pop bottles and hot hollow-points at and all of you
A heartless bastard, and plastered
My is like the reaction from too much acid
Never come down! Pass it if you can't handle it
Hang Hollywood niggas by Soul Train laminates
What's the between me and you? (What?)
About 5 bank accounts, 3 and 2 vehicles
Until my death, I'm
I you hold yo' breath 'til ain't none left
Yo that's the

What's the difference me and you?
You talk a good one - but you don't do what you to do
I act on I feel and never deal with emotions
I'm used to living big dog and straight coasting

the difference between me and you?
You talk a good one - but you don't do you supposed to do
I act on what I and never deal with emotions
I'm used to living big dog style and coasting

Aight, hold up up!
Stop the a minute! I got something to say
Dre, I wanna you this shit right now while this fucking weed is in me
(The fuck!) I don't know if I ever you this, but I love you dawg
I got your motherfucking back (right?) just know shit

Slim, I know if you noticed it
But had your back from day one, nigga let's blow this bitch
I mean it dawg, you ever somebody offed whose throat is it?
Well if you ever kill Kim bitch, I'll show you where the ocean is

Well that's cool, and I the offer
But if I do decide to really murder my momma
sit her up in the front seat and put sunglasses on her
And around with her for seven hours through California
And her wavin at people (Hi!) Then drop her off on the corner
At the police station and off honkin the horn for her
Raw dawg, get arm gnawed off
Drop the off and beat you wit the piece it was sawed off of
Fuck blood, I wanna see lungs coughed up
Get shot up in the hot tub 'til the pop up
And they nose and snot up, mucus in hot water
That's for trying to talk like "The Chronic" was product
That's for even thinking of having them thought up
You show some respect whenever the Doc's brought up
So what's the difference between us? We can start at the
Or we can scream, "I Just Don't Give a Fuck," and see who it!

the difference between me and you?
You talk a good one - but you do what you supposed to do
I act on what I feel and never deal emotions
I'm used to living big dog style and coasting

What's the difference between me and
You talk a good one - but you don't do what you to do
I act on I feel and never deal with emotions
I'm used to living big dog style and straight coasting, what's the between me