The Recipe ft. Dr. Dre

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Let ’em reveal how much it cost for this life controlling my vice
No way hell no, uh uh, if I’m wrong I don’t wanna be right
We want to be on, to peak on the chart
So the peons can be gone and pee on their hearts
Women, weed, weather, it’s not my fault
That it’s 82 degrees and my top peeled off