U Better Recognize

Lyrics

[Verse 1: Sam Sneed & (Dr. Dre)] (I heard Sam was goin' solo) Hot damn! You didn't know, so? Well, I can blast fast or freak a ill type of slow flow I'm hittin' harder than Barry Bonds, so check the golden child Throwin' it to your ear-hole, got you goin' buckwild With truck-tracks, rhymes on deck, breakin' off niggas proper Did dirt, dipped West 'cause I clown coppers (Yeah!) Do hip-hop, rap, compose 'em, most 'em couldn't see me Mad advanced in my skills, I'm all about the dollar bills From Pittsburgh to Cali, droppin' bombs like that Was on the D.L. with the squad, so I couldn't hold it back Black, I regulate, I bust a big gate figure Mobbin' with that ill nigga with his finger on a bigger trigger Servin' all (Saps!), hittin' sevens on the (Simps!) Makin' dough, eatin' shrimps, locin' with some real pimps (Yeah!) So peep game, best believe I love my peeps That's why I make the type of music you can pump in your Jeeps (That's right!) So bust my sound, I put it down for the underground I got the women 'cause I'm slammin', jammin'! Got it goin' on, it's time for this new producer to rise So open your eyes, I think U Better Recognize [Hook x2: Dr. Dre] Once again, it's the man with the master plan They call him Sam and I.. (think U Better Recognize) [Verse 2: Sam Sneed & (Dr. Dre)] I remember days on the blocks Where I slang slung, played punk cops And mad props 'cause I ran with hard rocks (Yeah) From 8-Balls to O-Z's, I made G's (Say what?) Then built up enough loot to buy ki's No gang affiliation, yo, I stood on my own two, pullin' capers I'm a sneaky slick nigga, I never had to pull the trigger (Right) I mack, on top of that, I'm used to stayin' wicked Which is 24/7, you can ask my ex-hooker But now I'm on some new improved shit Makin' hits, stackin' chips, now everything's legitimate I flipped the script a long time ago, on the five-o When I discovered this new way to make my cash flow (Mmm) Yes, indeedy, I wasn't greedy Got my niggas out the gutter, now they rollin' with the Sam Sneezy Hip-hop fanatic causin' static in the industry These whack creators, I call 'em imitators (Uh, yeah) Be tryin' to see me But see, I'm unexplanatory with the fame and glory That's why I gotta tell my story With no disguise, a lot of niggas despise Because I'm on the up-rise, so I think U Better Recognize [Hook x2: Dr. Dre] Once again, it's the man with the master plan They call him Sam and I.. (think U Better Recognize) [Post-Hook x2] Uh, yeah, uh, yeah Think U Better Recognize [Verse 3: Sam Sneed] Well, I'm back in the mix with a bottle of Hennessy So fire up a blunt who's ever in the vicinity Crazy shout-outs, givin' pounds to all my niggas Hittin' all the hookers by the dozen 'cause they dig us (Trick) Fuck what you heard, recognize what you be seein' This down-to-Earth, true-to-the-game human being I'm that little beige nigga tryin' to get mine, fuck a 9! 'Cause I'll incline with the mastermind I got my crew in my corner so I can't lose Plus I'm payin' mad dues in this record biz, I don't snooze And suckas be poppin' that ol' idiotic egotistical type of flimflam I can't be faded, Sam-I-Am (Blendin' with the hustlers, never dealin' with them knucklehead ballers) 'Cause boys play with toys, and scholars play with dollars I'm a mack on my own right, plus my game is tight Baby, get it right, I ain't the one, so take flight Bitches give me mad rhythm, but they brains are off-tempo Thinkin' they can get my loot, I never trick to knock the boots I gotta be wise when time to dip between the thighs All eyes on the prize, so I think U Better Recognize [Hook x4: Dr. Dre] Once again, it's the man with the master plan They call him Sam and I.. (think U Better Recognize)