Dr. Dre - Topless

[Verse 1: Eminem as Dr. Dre]

My motto is live by the bottle

So why is my supply low, bring in a truckload with a high-low

Stay grounded but I still reach for the sky though

Ghetto idol I think, but what do I know

Shit I know a lot more than I should

The hood stood by me just like I thought it would

Dont act like I'm Hollywood when I probably could

I don't polly, Mohammed Ali of rap, I don't lolly gag

West Coast, the home of the body-bag

The shotty, the Mag Los Angeles, where the party at

You can catch me anywhere where there's Bacardi at

Yeah, Andre is back so have a cardiac

Started back with the black Raiders starter cap

Gangsta rap, we practically fuckin' started that

Everyday with this game I'm gettin' smarter at

Sky's the limit so everytime I get on a track

[Hook: Dr. Dre]

Guns blaze when I shine

Nigga wish quick, no startin' I'm the shootin' kind

Front page all the time

You boys think sick but I ain't got no roof on mine

I drink topless, I live topless

Like my girl is the game with her titties out

I drink topless, I live topless

Sky’s the limit I’m paid to run the city now

[Verse 2: Nas]

Your skin's your travelin' bag of your existence

Yours is shabby and scab while mines glistenin'

Vivid on my skin how many continents I’ve visit then

You could journey with me to different places by listenin'

Shittin' on 'em, ya brother got it covered

We can slug it, knuckle it however you want I love it

A hustler's wit, the grit the grind

My genetic code make-up, murderer by design

On mayan calendar time when night meets day

I’m in a light grey Bugatti like a high-speed chase

Adrenaline like jogger the jump in rope in place

The Muhammad Ali hobbies no pilates tryna keep the ocean by me

Hit a rich man’s wife see what these hoes can buy me

Lookin' forward but it’s nice to see the road behind me

Hotel’s a seven star, baguette's glowin'

Keep your lid yet dawg the private jet boeing topless

[Hook]