Gospel Song Lyrics

Yeah (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
What? (Uh) What? (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Dre, you ready? (Woo, woo, woo, woo)
C'mon (yo, we gotta do whatever)
Alright (check, check, check, check, check)
Get 'em!

Cut 'em undercover, timeless
Ready for 'em, progress
Feeling like I'm just getting started
Two shots back for my dearly departed
Uh, you are now dealing with a monster
Boss shit, profits
Doc Dre, bitch, I'm a prophet
Black Wall Street, niggas know what a stock is

Heh, try me
Niggas never see me, but it ain't hard to find me
Heh, unwinding
Shit's blinding, still grinding
Uprising, agh
Stop talking 'bout the past, I'm the future, nigga
Agh
Nigga like me still here, motherfucker, go figure

Looking for my next gold digger
This summer here gon' be colder than winter
Already told you, I fold you like hundreds of billions
And you can go missing, put that on my children
Bet that, nigga, what?
Regret that, run it up
Heh, and I'm about to sum it up

This shit here that problem