(Come on)
But I've had your back from day one, nigga let's blow this bitch
And cruise around wit her for seven hours through California
Spit venom in interviews, speakin' on reunions
And they nose and cough snot up, mucus in hot water
I act on what I feel and never deal wit emotions
Got the pens and pencils, got down to business, but sometimes
I'm used to livin' big dog style and straight coastin'
While this fuckin' weed is in me
About five back accounts, three ounces and two vehicles
I act on what I feel and never deal wit emotions
What's the difference between me and you?
I act on what I feel and never deal wit emotions
I'm used to livin' big dog style and straight coastin'
And who I'm still cool wit
My style is like the reaction from too much acid, never come down
Drop the sawed off and beat you wit the piece it was sawed off of
I mean it dawg, you ever need somebody offed who's throat is it?
Never knew about the next level until Dre did it
Well if you ever kill that Kim bitch, I'll show you where the ocean is
Get shot up in the hot tub til the bubbles pop up
But you was a real nigga, I could sense it in you
I'm used to livin' big dog style and straight coastin'
Pass it around if you can't handle it
(Did it)
Well that's cool, and I appreciate the offer
Until then I ain't even speakin' your name
Move units, then talk shit and we can do this
I'm used to livin' big dog style and straight coastin'
I stay committed while you motherfuckers baby sited
Aight, hold up hold up
I got your motherfuckin' back, just know this shit
That's the difference
At the police station and drive off honkin' the horn for her
And I'ma do whatever it takes to convince you
What's the difference between me and you?
'Cuz you my nigga doc, and eazy I'm still wit you
What's the difference between me and you?
(Hi!)
I'm used to livin' big dog style and straight coastin'
Claimin' that they non-violent talkin' like they
Come and get it, shifted on villains by the millions
What's the difference between me and you?
Fuck blood, I wanna see some lungs coughed up
(Yeah)
(The fuck!)
I don't know if I ever told you this, but I love you dawg
Dre, I wanna tell you this shit right now
I was bangin' wit a gang of instrumentals
Hang Hollywood niggaz by they soul train laminates
You talk a good one but you don't do what you supposed to do
What's the difference between me and you?
That's fucked up, but I'll never forget the shit we've been through
You talk a good one but you don't do what you supposed to do
But if I do decide to really murder my daughter's momma
Fuck the beef, nigga I miss you, and that's just bein' real wit you
I act on what I feel and never deal wit emotions
Nigga, it ain't that I'm too big to listen to the rumors
Just keep my name outta yo' mouth and we can keep it the same
While you try to perpetrate, play wit it
So what's the difference between us? We can start at the penis
A heartless bastard, high and plastered
I be catchin' bitches while bitches be catchin' feelings
So what the fuck am I supposed to do?
What's the difference between me and you?
Stop the beat a minute! I got somethin' to say
You better show some respect whenever the doc's brought up!
Or we can scream, "I just don't give a fuck" and see who means it
I act on what I feel and never deal wit emotions
Raw dawg, get your arm gnawed off
Until my death, I'm Bangladesh
I'ma sit her up in the front seat and put sunglasses on her
You talk a good one but you don't do what you supposed to do
I suggest you hold yo' breath till ain't none left
I'm used to livin' big dog style and straight coastin'
And have her wavin' at people then drop her off on the corner
Back when cube was rollin' wit Lorenzo in a Benzo
You talk a good one but you don't do what you supposed to do
The business end of this shit can turn your friends against you
Yo that's the difference
I smash you critics like a overhand right from riddick
Right? Slim, I don't know if you noticed it
Yo I stay wit it
I act on what I feel and never deal wit emotions
It's just that I'm too damn big to pay attention to 'em
What's the difference between me and you?
You talk a good one but you don't do what you supposed to do
You see the truth is everybody wanna know how close me and snoop is
(What?)
I still remember the window of the car that you went through
That's for even thinkin' of havin' them thoughts thought up
You talk a good one but you don't do what you supposed to do
I pop bottles and hot hollow points at each and all of you
That's for tryin' to talk like the chronic was lost product
Then I got these fake ass niggaz I first drew with
