Karaoké Super Bowl LVI Halftime Show Dr. Dre & Snoop Dogg, Eminem, Mary J. Blige & Kendrick Lamar

La da da da dah

It's the one and only

D-O-double-G

Snoop Dogg

La da da da dah

You know I'm mobbin' with the D-R-E

Yeah yeah yeah

Y'all know what this is but can y'all make some noise for my man Snoop Dogg

Come on louder y'all, louder

Top Dogg, bite 'em all

Yeah I'm burnin' it up

D-P-G-C

Go ahead and turn it on up

C-P-T, L-B-C

Yeah we hookin' back up

And when they bang this in the club baby you got to get up

Thug homies, drug homies

Yeah they givin' it up

Lowlife, yo' life

Boy we givin' it up

Takin' chances while we dancin' in the party for sure

Slipped my girl a forty-fo' when she crept in the back do'

This chick is lookin' at me strange but you know I don't care

Step up in this mother just a-swangin' my hair

Trick, quit talkin'

Crip walk if you down with the set

Take a bullet with some and take this dope on this jet

Out of town, put it down for the Father of Rap

And if you happen to get cracked shut yo' trap

Come back, get back that's the part of success

If you believe in the S you'll be relievin' your stress

La da da da dah

It's the one and only D-R-E

Dr. Dre you little busters

La da da da dah

You know I'm ridin' with the D-O-double-G

West Coast make some noise

Come on

Put your hands in the air

Everybody put your hands in the air

Come on everybody

Put your hands in the air

Put your hands way up in the air

Now let me welcome everybody to the Wild Wild West

A state that's untouchable like Eliot Ness

The track hits your eardrum like a slug through your chest

Pack a vest for your Jimmy in the city of sex

We in that sunshine state where the bomb-ass hemp be

A place where you never find a dance floor empty

And pimps be on a mission for them greens

Lean mean money-makin' machines servin' fiends

I been in the game for thirty years makin' rap tunes

Ever since honeys was wearin' Sassoon

Now it's twenty-two

They clock me and watch me

Diamonds shinin'

Lookin' like I robbed Liberace

It's all good

From Diego to the Bay

Your city is the bomb if your city gettin' pay

Throw up a finger if you feel the same way

Dre puttin' it down for Californ-i-a

Ayy

Yeah

Go go go

Go go go

Go shawty

It's your birthday

We gon' party like it's your birthday

We gon' sip Bacardi like it's your birthday

And you know we don't give a f- it's not your birthday

You can find me in the club

Bottle full of bub'

Mama I got what you need if you need to feel the buzz

I'm into havin' sex

I ain't into makin' love

So come give me a hug if you into gettin' rubbed

When I pull up out front you see the Benz on dubs

When I roll twenty deep it's always drama in the club

Yeah they heard I with Dre now they wanna show me love

When you sell like Eminem you get plenty of groupie love

Look homie ain't nothin' changed

Hoes down, G's up

I see Xzibit in the cut

Hey man roll that weed up

If you watch how I move you'll mistake me for a player or pimp

I been hit with a few shells but I don't walk with a limp

In the hood in L.A. they sayin' Fifty you hot

They like me, I want 'em to love me like they love PAC

But holla in New York fo' sho' they'll tell you I'm loco

And the plan is to put the rap game in a chokehold

I'm fully focused man

My money on my mind

Got a mil' out the deal and I'm still on the grind

Now shawty said she feelin' my style, she feelin' my flow

Her girlfriend with her

They bi and they ready to go

Find me in the club

Bottle full of bub'

Mama I got what you need if you need to feel the buzz

I'm into havin' sex

I ain't into makin' love

So come give me a hug if you into gettin' rubbed

You can find me in the club

In this dancery

Come on everybody

Get on up

'Cos you know we gots to get it crunk

Mary J. is in the spot tonight and Imma make it feel alright

Come on baby just party with me

Let loose and set your body free

Leave your situations at the door but when you step inside jump on the floor

Let's get crunk up on in this dancery

Yeah hey

You gotta dance for me

Just dance for me

Let's get it percolatin' while you're waitin'

Yeah

Haters

Broken heart again

Another lesson learn

You better know your friends or else you will get burned

Gotta count on me

'Cos I can guarantee that

I'll be fine

No more pain

No more pain no

No more games messin' with my mind

No more, no more

No more, no more

No more, no more

No more

No more

I'm tired of all this drama

Go ahead, go ahead

You demons get out of my face

Don't give up the fight

I'm about to lose my mind

Aah

Ooh no more

No more drama

No more

No more

Hey no more

No more

I need a peace of mind

A peace of mind

No no no woah

If Pirus and Cris all got along

They'd probably gun me down by the end of this song

Seem like the whole city go against me

Every time I'm in the street

I hear Yawk Yawk Yawk Yawk

Man down

Where you from

Who you know

Where you from

Where your grandma stay

Huh my

This mad city I

Brrr brrr brrr brrr

Alls my life I has to fight

Uh alls my life I

Hard times like Yah

Bad trips like Yah

Nazareth

I'm on one

You on one

God got us

We gon' be alright ho

We gon' be alright

We gon' be alright

We gon' be alright

We gon' be alright

We gon' be alright

We gon' be alright

Do you hear me

Do you feel me

We gon' be al-

Uh

And when I wake up

I recognize you're lookin' at me for the pay stub

But homicide lookin' at you from the face down

Mac-Eleven even boom with the bass down

Schemin'

Let me tell you 'bout my life

Painkillers only put me in the twilight

Where pretty uh uh

Is the highlight

Now tell my momma I love her but this what I like, Lord knows

Twenty of 'em in my Chevy

Tell 'em all to come and get me

Reapin' everything I sow

Karma comin' heavy

No preliminary hearin' on my record

Tell 'em I'm a gangster in silence for the record

Tell the world

I think I've gone cray

Drown inside my vices all day

Won't you please believe when I

Won't you please believe when I

Wouldn't you know

We been hurt down before

Uh

When our pride was low

Lookin' at the world like

Where do we go

Uh

And we hate

Wanna kill us dead in the street fo sho'

Uh

I'm at the preacher door

Knees gettin' weak

Gun might blow

We gon' be al-

Uh thirty-five summers in the makin'

Stop fakin'

You forgot about Dre

Uh thirty-five summers in the makin'

I'm talkin' N.W.A.

Uh thirty-five summers in the makin'

Stop fakin'

You forgot about Dre

Uh thirty-five summers in the makin'

I'm talkin' N.W.A.

Nowadays everybody wanna talk like they got somethin' to say but nothin' comes out

When they move their lips

Just a bunch of gibberish

And motherf- act like they forgot about Dre

Nowadays everybody wanna talk like they got somethin' to say but nothin' comes out

When they move their lips

Just a bunch of gibberish

And motherf- act like they forgot about Dre

Woah

If you had

One shot

One opportunity

To seize everything you ever wanted

One moment

Would you capture it or just let it slip

His palms are sweaty

Knees weak

Arms are heavy

There's vomit on his sweater already

Mom's spaghetti

He's nervous

But on the surface he looks calm and ready to drop bombs but he keeps on forgettin'

What he wrote down

The whole crowd goes so loud

He opens his mouth but the words won't come out

He's chokin', how

Everybody's jokin' now

The clock's run out

Time's up, over blaow

Snap back to reality

Ope there goes gravity

Ope there goes Rabbit

He choked

He's so mad but he won't

Give up that easy no

He won't have it he knows

His whole back's to these ropes

It don't matter he's dope

He knows that but he's broke

He's so stagnant he knows

When he goes back to this mobile home that's when it's

Back to the lab again yo

This old rhapsody

Better go capture this moment and hope it don't pass him and

Lose yourself in the music, the moment

You own it

You better never let it go

You only get one shot

Do not miss your chance to blow

This opportunity comes once in a lifetime

You better lose yourself in the music, the moment

You own it

You better never let it go

You only get one shot

Do not miss your chance to blow

This opportunity comes once in a lifetime

You better lose yourself

You better lose yourself

You better lose yourself in the music, the moment

You own it

You better never let it go

You only get one shot

Do not miss your chance to blow

This opportunity comes once in a lifetime

You better lose yourself

Still Snoop Dogg and D.R.E.

Check

Guess who's back

I see you still doin' it

Please make some noise for Dr. Dre

It's still Dre Day

A.K.

Though I've grown a lot can't keep it home a lot

'Cos when I frequent the spots that I'm known to rock you hear the bass from the truck when I'm on the block

Ladies they pay homage but haters say Dre fell off

How homie

My last album was The Chronic

They wanna know if he still got it

They say rap's changed

They wanna know how I feel about it

Dr. Dre is the name

I'm ahead of my game

Still puffin' my leaves

Still touchin' the beats

Still not lovin' police

I still rock my khakis with a cuff and a crease

I still got love for the streets

Reppin' Two-One-Three

Still the beats bang

Still doin' my thang

Since I left ain't too much changed

Still

I'm representin' for them gangstas all across the world

Still

Hittin' them corners in them low-lows girl

Takin' my time to perfect the beat

And I still got love for the streets

It's the D.R.E.

I'm representin' for them gangstas all across the world

Still

Hittin' them corners in them low-lows girl

Takin' my time to perfect the beat

And I still got love for the streets

It's the D.R.E.