Letra de ' Fire (feat. Dr. Dre & Cocoa Sarai) ' de Snoop Dogg

Gunfire
Bloody Mary
Uh, in here tryna put out a fire with gasoline
Uh, bullets ringin' tru' and lit fires, it's a murder scene
Uh, and then

I saw them drop one by one
Happiness is a fuckin' warm gun
True definition of a rider
Disrespectfully (Bop, bop, bop, bop, bop)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

How many of you can say that you love your occupation?
Not to belittle you, what it take, this is motivation
Closed cases, smokin' aces from broken places
Cold cases, interrogations to poker faces
Penitentiary livin', beneath me
Blue dress, what a mess, but could never impeach me (Chee)
If life a test, motherfucker, we gotta cheat sheet (Chee)
Fuck back to back on you bitches, this shit a three-peat (I see all these)
Petty crimes and pretty dimes in my environment
Shit is timeless, let me present what I'm designing
More money, more violence, witness is silent
Call me a tyrant, back on my shit with Andre the Giant

Close your mouth (Shh)
Let the fuckin' witness out (Loud)
When the war start, you don't wanna get involved (No, no, no)
Smoke your one
Tell 'em bring it down (Loud, loud, loud)
Headshot, another funeral

I saw them drop one by one
Happiness is a fuckin' warm gun
True definition of a rider
Disrespectfully (Bop, bop, bop, bop, bop)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Daylight come, she turn into Cinderella
Then run, run, run, told me I'm a juice and oxygen, but then again
Fat asses in my camera lens, it never ends
I'm just back in this bitch relapsin' on a binge, just me and my friends
Infatuated with these M's, that sweet revenge
They tell me life is what you make it, ask MC Ren
The perfect example of how the fuckin' villain win
I think I covered all my bases, fuck public relations
Observation operations, I'm due a vacation
My location off the grid, that's privy information
Dead presidents and smoke signals at my inauguration
Easy work, 24/7 and never takin' off, I heard
New collars and dollars the makings of a boss, I deserve (Chee)
Bezos, pesos, I mean every ounce
Yeah, it's the same dog that you bitches heard about, the word is out

Close your mouth (Shh)
Let the fuckin' witness out (Loud)
When the war start, you don't wanna get involved (No, no, no)
Smoke your one
Tell 'em bring it down (Loud, loud, loud)
Headshot, another funeral

I saw them drop one by one
Happiness is a fuckin' warm gun
True definition of a rider
Disrespectfully (Bop, bop, bop, bop, bop)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Cocoa Sarai
Ya mon'
A real gunman ting
So the ting go (Hahaha)
Boom