In regards to the meaning of this song:
Before a live performance on the EP Five Stories Falling, Geoff states “It’s about the last time I went to visit my grandmother in Columbus, and I saw that she was dying and it was the last time I was going to see her. It is about realizing how young you are, but how quickly you can go.”
That’s the thing about Geoff and his sublime poetry, you think it’s about one thing, but really it’s about something entirely different. But the lyrics are still universal and omnipresent, ubiquitous, even. So relatable. That’s one thing I love about this band. I also love their live performances, raw energy and Geoff’s beautiful, imperfectly perfect vocals. His voice soothes my aching soul.
Yeah, nigga
I'm still fuckin' with ya
Still waters run deep
Still Snoop Dogg and D.R.E.
'99, nigga, guess who's back
Still, still doin' that shit, huh, Dre?
Oh, for sho'
Yeah
Check me out
It's still Dre, Day nigga, AK, nigga
Though I've grown a lot, can't keep it home a lot
'Cause 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, nigga? My last album was The Chronic (nigga)
They wanna know if he still got it
They say rap's changed, they wanna know how I feel about it
(If you ain't up on thangs)
Dr. Dre is the name, I'm ahead of my game
Still puffin' my leaves
Still fuck with the beats
Still not lovin' police (uh-uh)
Still rock my khakis with a cuff and a crease (for sho')
Still got love for the streets, reppin' 213 (for life)
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-low's, girl
(Still) 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-low's, girl
(Still) takin' my time to perfect the beat
And I still got love for the streets, it's the D.R.E.
Since the last time you heard from me, I lost some friends
Well, hell, me and Snoop, we dippin' again (ah)
Kept my ear to the streets, signed Eminem
He's triple platinum, doin' fifty a week
Still, I stay close to the heat
And even when I was close to defeat, I rose to my feet
My life's like a soundtrack I wrote to the beat
Treat rap like Cali weed, I smoke 'til I sleep
Wake up in the AM, compose a beat
I bring the fire 'til you're soakin' in your seat
It's not a fluke, it's been tried, I'm the truth
Since, "Turn Out the Lights" from the World Class Wreckin Cru
I'm still at it, after mathematics
In the home of drive-by's and ak-matics
Swap meets, sticky green, and bad traffic
I dip through, then I give you (still) the D.R.E.
I'm representin' for them gangstas all across the world
(Still) hittin' them corners in them low-low's, girl
(Still) 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-low's, girl
(Still) takin' my time to perfect the beat
And I still got love for the streets, it's the D.R.E.
It ain't nothin' but more hot shit
Another classic CD for y'all to vibe with
Whether you're coolin' on a corner with your fly bitch (biatch)
Laid back in the shack, play this track
I'm representin' for the gangstas all across the world
(Still) sittin' them corners in them low-low's, girl
I'll break your neck, damn near put your face in your lap
Niggas try to be the king but the ace is back
(So if you ain't up on thangs)
Dr. Dre be the name still running the game (what?)
Still got it wrapped like a mummy
Still ain't trippin', love to see young Blacks get money
Spend time out the hood, take they moms out the hood
Hit my boys off with jobs, no more livin' hard
Barbeques every day, drivin' fancy cars (hey, hey)
Still gon' get mine regardless (still)
I'm representin' for them gangstas all across the world
(Still) hittin' them corners in them low-low's, girl
(Still) 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-low's, girl
(Still) 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-low's, girl
(Still) takin' my time to perfect the beat
And I still got love for the streets, it's the D.R.E.
Right back up in your mothafuckin' ass
9-5 plus four pennies, add that shit up
D.R.E. right back up on top of thangs
Smoke some with your Dogg
No stress, no seeds, no stems, no sticks
Some of that real sticky-icky-icky
Ooh-wee, put it in the air (air)
Boy, you's a fool D-R
Ha-ha
I'm still fuckin' with ya
Still waters run deep
Still Snoop Dogg and D.R.E.
'99, nigga, guess who's back
Still, still doin' that shit, huh, Dre?
Oh, for sho'
Yeah
Check me out
It's still Dre, Day nigga, AK, nigga
Though I've grown a lot, can't keep it home a lot
'Cause 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, nigga? My last album was The Chronic (nigga)
They wanna know if he still got it
They say rap's changed, they wanna know how I feel about it
(If you ain't up on thangs)
Dr. Dre is the name, I'm ahead of my game
Still puffin' my leaves
Still fuck with the beats
Still not lovin' police (uh-uh)
Still rock my khakis with a cuff and a crease (for sho')
Still got love for the streets, reppin' 213 (for life)
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-low's, girl
(Still) 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-low's, girl
(Still) takin' my time to perfect the beat
And I still got love for the streets, it's the D.R.E.
Since the last time you heard from me, I lost some friends
Well, hell, me and Snoop, we dippin' again (ah)
Kept my ear to the streets, signed Eminem
He's triple platinum, doin' fifty a week
Still, I stay close to the heat
And even when I was close to defeat, I rose to my feet
My life's like a soundtrack I wrote to the beat
Treat rap like Cali weed, I smoke 'til I sleep
Wake up in the AM, compose a beat
I bring the fire 'til you're soakin' in your seat
It's not a fluke, it's been tried, I'm the truth
Since, "Turn Out the Lights" from the World Class Wreckin Cru
I'm still at it, after mathematics
In the home of drive-by's and ak-matics
Swap meets, sticky green, and bad traffic
I dip through, then I give you (still) the D.R.E.
I'm representin' for them gangstas all across the world
(Still) hittin' them corners in them low-low's, girl
(Still) 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-low's, girl
(Still) takin' my time to perfect the beat
And I still got love for the streets, it's the D.R.E.
It ain't nothin' but more hot shit
Another classic CD for y'all to vibe with
Whether you're coolin' on a corner with your fly bitch (biatch)
Laid back in the shack, play this track
I'm representin' for the gangstas all across the world
(Still) sittin' them corners in them low-low's, girl
I'll break your neck, damn near put your face in your lap
Niggas try to be the king but the ace is back
(So if you ain't up on thangs)
Dr. Dre be the name still running the game (what?)
Still got it wrapped like a mummy
Still ain't trippin', love to see young Blacks get money
Spend time out the hood, take they moms out the hood
Hit my boys off with jobs, no more livin' hard
Barbeques every day, drivin' fancy cars (hey, hey)
Still gon' get mine regardless (still)
I'm representin' for them gangstas all across the world
(Still) hittin' them corners in them low-low's, girl
(Still) 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-low's, girl
(Still) 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-low's, girl
(Still) takin' my time to perfect the beat
And I still got love for the streets, it's the D.R.E.
Right back up in your mothafuckin' ass
9-5 plus four pennies, add that shit up
D.R.E. right back up on top of thangs
Smoke some with your Dogg
No stress, no seeds, no stems, no sticks
Some of that real sticky-icky-icky
Ooh-wee, put it in the air (air)
Boy, you's a fool D-R
Ha-ha
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Not always a fan of rap, but everything dre throws out i love.
This song sounds dangerous. That one note beat...
this song fkn owns, i can't get over the beat
how does this song only have 2 comments!? it definitely shows a strong presence and confidence. awesome song.
this song is my anthem.
This song rules!
I really like the beat....dr dre has awesome beats
This song is definitely one of Dr. Dre's unprecedented tracks that is next to impossible to replicate by any of today's wannabe 'gangsters'. Absolutely stunning how well this song was received by the rap world.
everything that ever needs to be said about this song can be found in episode 73 of scrubs:
J.D.: Half of what rappers say doesn't make any sense. Like that Snoop Dogg-Dr. Dre song? What does "still hittin' them corners and those ho-hos girl" mean? Turk: Many disadvantaged African-Americans have limited nutritional choices, therefore they must subsist on Ho-Ho snack cakes. It's a black thing, bro. Molly: Actually, Turk, it's "still hittin' them corners and them 'lo-los' girls." Lo-los, not ho-hos. Elliot: See, Turk, in the 'hood, a lo-lo is a lowrider, or a car with an adjusted suspension that allows it to bounce up and down. Elliot: And Dre and Snoop enjoy driving around together in their lowriders around the corners, or lizzle-rizzles. Elliot: [rapping] I'm representin' for them gangtas all across the world! Molly: [rapping] Still hittin' them corners and them lo-los girls! Elliot: [rapping] Still -- Elliot & Molly: [rapping] -- taking my time to perfect the beat, and I still got love for the street! Carla: Turk! You just got schooled in rap by the two whitest chicks in America! Turk: None of you can prove it! J.D.: I got it on tape. Elliot and Molly: wchawchawcha
video here: youtube.com/watch
This song is the shit , gotta love D.R.E.
Some holes in this song i filled in:
[Snoop] Still Snoop Dogg and D-R-E Nine-Nine Nigga (Guess who's back) Still, still doing that shit, right?
[Dr. Dre] Oh for sho', check me out It's still Dre Day nigga, A.K. nigga Before I chrome the lot, can't keep it home a lot Cause when I frequent the spots that I'm known to rock You hear the bass from the trunk when I'm on the block Ladies, they pay homage, but haters say Dre fell off How? nigga My last album was "The Chronic" They want to know if he still got it They say rap's changed, they want to know how I feel about it
[Snoop - singing] If you ain't up on pace
[Dr. Dre] Dr. Dre is the name, I'm ahead of my game Still, puffing my leafs, still fucked with the beats Still not loving police (Uh huh) Still rock my khakis with a cuff and a crease Still got love for the streets, repping 213 Still the beat bangs, still doing my thang Since I left, ain't too much changed, still
Chorus:
[Snoop Dogg] I'm representing for them gangstas all across the world Still hitting them corners in them low low's girl
[Dr. Dre] Still taking my time to perfect the beat And I still got love for the streets, it's the D-R-E (Repeat 2x)
Since the last time you heard from me I lost some friends Well, hell, me and Snoop, we dippin' again Kept my ear to the streets, signed Eminem He's triple platinum, doing 50 a week Still, stay close to the heat And even when I was close to defeat, I rose to my feet My life is like a soundtrack I wrote to the beat Treat my rap like Cali weed, I smoke til I sleep Wake up in the A.M., compose a beat I bring the fire til you're soaking in your seat It's not a fluke, it's been tried, I'm the troop It's "Turn Out the Lights" from the World Class Wreckin' Cru I'm still at it, After-mathematic In the home of drivebys and ak-matics Swap meets, sticky green, and bad traffic I dip through then I get skin, D-R-E
Chorus
It ain't nothing but more hot shit Another classic CD for y'all to vibe with Whether you're cooling on a corner with your fly bitch Laid back in the shack, play this track I'm representing for the gangstas all across the world (Still hitting them corners in them low low's girl) I'll break your neck, damn near put your face in your lap Niggas try to be the king but the ace is back
[Snoop - singing] So if you ain't up on thangs
[Dr. Dre] Dr. Dre be the name still running the game Still got it wrapped like a mummy Still ain't tripping, love to see young blacks get money Spend time out the hood, take they moms out the hood Hit my boys off with jobs, no more living hard Barbeques every day, driving fancy cars Still gon' get mine regardless
Chorus x1.5
[Snoop] Right back up in ya mothafuckin ass '95 plus four pennies Add that shit up, D-R-E right back on top of thangs Smoke so much dope No stress, no seeds, no stems, no sticks! Some of that real sticky icky icky A little weed, put it in the air For you's a fool D.R.
haha