Dr. Dre - Hey You lyrics

[Dr. Dre - Hey You lyrics]

Yo Tim, Bob gimme one of them hot ones!
Yeah! Yeah yeah yeah!
Y'all feelin that shit? Hell yeah!
Coming at ya from the depths of the aftermath
Yeah ain’t nothing sweet about it
Peep me out

For every mother fucker that dissed me
What y'all hope to gain?
Recognition? You just another
Broke nigga riffin, so listen
Cause my communication is brief
You in the game?
You got to trim the pork and cut the beef
Indeed we both gotta eat, that's a given
The only difference is, you on
The corner, I own acres, i’m livin
We can get down
But I choose to stay around few
And that's Benjamin and Franklin
What this shit boils down to!
Anyway you see it, whether rapping or acting
I took the game to the next level
And you gone see it when I'm absent
What you think I hold is a fraction
Cause a niggas mind is simple
The cost of a kilo is sneaker money
And that's what you limited to
Must I prove? Financially
I can call and get Clinton to answer me
Understand me
Inside the party with the chronic
I'ma flood the world like Noah
Til my word be accomplished

(Hey, you) don't make me come back with the
(One, two) uh, I thought ya knew
About my whole fucking crew! (What)
Niggas like you (What)
Don't know what to do when we come after you
(Hey, you) don't make me come back with the
(One, two) uh I thought ya knew
About my whole fucking crew! (What)
Niggas like you (What)
Don’t know what to do when we come after you

Production dealing wide body my
Dreddys for realer my sons that come next
They come with the formula
I holds it down because I gots ta
And when you get sick
Of the bullshit entertainers
Call the doctor (Hey)
Throw a ounce of
Straight heat over the counter
When the balls in my court
I stall til the last kick
Brought up and trained to
Go platinum over plastic
Fruit's and fiber stored in
My aftermath basket (Hey)
I took a break to see which niggas was fake
Who was loyal, who was fake
What type of moves would they make
I stayed patient
Taking my time like rehabilitation
Good thing I had a strong foundation
Be on the look out
We bring the flames like cookouts
With that hot shit
That got major labels with check books out
Entrepreneur, over-seer, guide my own career
Get on your job
Y’all niggas don't wanna pull cards

(Hey, you) don’t make me come back with the
(One, two) uh, I thought ya knew
About my whole fucking crew! (What)
Niggas like you (What)
Don't know what to do when
We come for after you

(Hey, you) don't make me come back with the
(One, two) uh, I thought ya knew
About my whole fucking crew! (What)
Niggas like you (What)
Don't know what to do when we come after you

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