Dre, I see dead people
Yo Dre
Thought I was dead
West coast

[Verse 1]
I'm the Doctor's Advocate
Nigga Dre shot ya
Brought me back from the dead
That's why they call him the doctor
The math gon' drop em
If 50 ain't rockin' with him no more
It's ok I get it poppin'
Whole club rockin'
Like a '64 impala
Drink chris, throw it up
Call the shit hydrolic
Then piss in the cup
Call the shit hypnotic
I bleed Compton
Spit crack and shit chronic
And you new niggaz ain't shit
But new niggaz
Bape n ape shoe niggaz
I'm talkin to you nigga
Bouncin' in da '64 throwin up
West Side man
Sellin' another 5 million albums
Yes I am
Fresh like damn
This nigga did it again
A hundred thousand on his neck
L.A. above the brim
Inside the lambo shotgun with Snoop
What would the muthafuckin West Coast be without
One Blood and {one 'causez}

[Chorus]
One 'causez (17x)

[Verse 2]
I'm from the West side of the '64 Impala
Where niggaz say "Where you from"
We'll never say holla
Bandanna on the right side
Gun on the left side
Niggaz in New York
Know how to throw up the West side
Word to Eazy
I'm so ill
Believe me
I made room for Jeezy
But the rest of you niggaz better be glad you breathin
All I need is one reason
I'm the king
And Dre said the West coast need me
I don't know why you niggaz keep tryin' me
Everybody knows I'm the heir to the Aftermath dynasty
And I ain't gotta make shit for the club
What DJ gonna turn down the 38 snub
You 38 and you still rappin ughh
I'm 26 nigga
So is the dubs
On the '07 Hummer
Hop out with no bodyguards
When the chronic smoke clear all you see is {one 'causez}

[Chorus]
One 'causez (17x)

[Verse 3]
I ain't got beef with 50
No beef with Jay
What's beef when you gettin head in the 6-tray
And the double game chain
I keep 'em on display
Black T-shirt
So all you see is the A
Turn on the TV
And all you see is the A
Niggaz better make up a dance and try to get radio play
Keep on snappin' your fingers
I ain't going away
I don't regret what I spit
'cause I know what I say
And niggaz keep talkin about me
They don't know when to stop
I got the Louis Vuitton belt buckle holdin the glock
No beam
No silencer
I know when to pop
Wait til Lloyd Banks come on and left off a shot
I had the number one billboard spot
Niggaz stepped on my fingers
And I climb right back to the top
I'm BIG, I'm Cube, I'm Nas, I'm Pac
This aint shit but a warnin til my album drop

[Chorus]
One 'causez (17x)