"Loose Cannons" lyrics - DR. DRE

"Loose Cannons"
(M.W. Ricks II / Alvin Joiner / Sly Jordan / Bernard Edwards, Jr. / Andre Young)

All my life, I've been down to ride
So I kept it real and I stayed alive with no compromise
And I fantasize about the baddest bitch and what between her thighs
Then I woke up and realized this is my motherfuckin' real life

You know where the fuck I'm from
From that muthafuckin' legendary
From the city where them niggas load clips
And fats and get stabbed at home room should've skipped that class
Shit will never change on the West Side
Jack your shit, take your car for a test drive (Ah shit)
Gangbanin' out the window hollering let's ride
Gotta keep a tec by the bedside
These niggas don't know my life
All this pain and what I sacrificed
And all my niggas that lost their life, you never die, you never die
I'm in that motherfuckin' one for a minute now
All y'all lil' niggas need to simmer down
Shut the fuck up, I'm the one that's killing now
Take a look who on top of the pinnacle

R.I.P to KMG
I'm still gonna murder, and don't give a fuck where the body at
You do too much talkin' I walk in the building I just give a fuck Where the money at
I'm doing them drugs and I'm coaching a player
They trust me it's only just one of them
I'm callin' them shots and makin' the plays and if you get a train Better fuck with him
I keep it gangsta, y'all testin my patience
Got me feelin' so anxious, I be lookin' so facetious
Feel like running a capre

(Wait, hold up I got next)
(What up X)
Spent my birthday in Dubai
Skyrise surprise and I'm dressed like a spy
Black tux, oh you fucks, guess what, I'm ready to blow
(Yo, oh no)
I hang that 6-2 sideways
Pissin' off the neighbors, scrapin', bumpin' in the driveway
You gave me the pistol told me to kill at will
(Blow, yo, oh no)
(I couldn't give a fuck)
Literally, cashed out just livin' to me
Blast it like a Kennedy beat
Wanna get rid of 'em? Send them to me
While I'm just over here cozy holdin' these double D's
She book smart with pornographic abilities
(Well I don't know what you know
But I know I got that shit)
These motherfuckers still talking? Fuck 'em!
That's why they bring X and the guillotine out
To stop these bitches niggas from runnin' their mouth
(It's bout time somebody said something)

Cold 187um
One in the glove, one in the clip, one in the chamber
One on the dash, one in the stash, ready for danger
I'm ready to die, I can't control this fuckin' anger
Ah shit, somebody better fuckin' stop me
'Cause I'm a loose cannon that can't stand myself I'm bad for my own health
You niggas really think I give a fuck about somebody else (fuck em')
I swear to god I'ma do it, back the fuck up I'ma do it, I swear to god I'ma lose it

Baby, baby
What the fuck are you doing? Put the gun down
Really? Are you doin' this shit to me again?
(Oh my God)
You is so fucked up for this
(Fuck It)
(Wait, wait, wait, wait)
I'm sorry!
What the fuck
Don't point the fuckin' gun at me!
Okay, put the fuckin' gun down!
No, no, no, no!

"Alright, I got the legs"
"Man this bitch is heavy"
"You gotta get under her armpits, man"
"Shut the fuck up, I got it"
"What the, what the fuck did you guys do?"
"It was this nigga"
"Shit, matter of fact you know what you gon' dig the fuckin' hole this time"
"I don't give a fuck, like it's the first fuckin' hole I ever dug"
"Who the fuck is that?"
"I don't know, ask fuckin' Charles Manson right here"
"Oh, oh, you're tryin' to be funny? You're really fuckin' tryin' to be funny right now?"
"Shh, shh, shut your ass up"
"This is bad
This is, this is fucking bad man
Fuck it, let's start digging"