What are you doing?
E, let me produce.
Feel like it's getting weird.
Man, shut up and get comfortable
Let's go
♫ Cruisin' down the street in my six-fo' ♫
Shit..
What the fuck is so funny?
Nothing. Not - Oh, E, can you hear me?
Yeah, I can hear you and how much y'all fuckin' laughing.
-No. -Hey, E, you good.
Just hit that first beat hard, man. You gotta come in on beat.
Cruisin' down the street. You cruisin'.
-You good, Eric. -A'ight? Hey.
- No, no, no, no. You good, you good.
- it's dope.
But on beat.
Again. All right? Let's go.
Cruisin'. All right?
♫ Cruisin' down the street in my six-fo' ♫
Shit. That ain't it.
It really ain't.
Hey, hey, Dre. He gotta go if we're gonna do this. Cube, you gotta go.
-Get the fuck outta here, Yella.
- Now, nigga. Both y'all.
- You talking to me?
- Bye!
- Go, Cube! Yella, get the fuck outta here. - Me too? Yeah, so we can get this shit done.
"Write the song, Cube. Shut the fuck up, Cube"
Take these with you, Cube.
Yella. Yes, man. Come on.
You know what. Whatever. Whatever.
- You motherfucker.
- Come on, E.
You finished, Dre? You wanna laugh too? I stay in this bitch by myself.
Hey, just say the words. A'ight?
- What does that even mean?
- Man, just say the shit with me. All right? Cruisin'.
- Cruisin'!
- Yeah, cruisin'. Let's go.
♫ Dre, you know this shit ain't gonna never work ♫
Aight, you - you trying to be funny.
But you see how you said that shit, right? Like you believe it.
Yeah, I believe that shit.
Then say this shit like you believe it, man
Like it's a motherfuckin' Sunday and you cruisin' down Crenshaw in a motherfuckin' 6-4.
Come on. Say that shit like you believe it, man. Like it's your words.
Feel that shit. Stop playing around. Loosen the fuck up.
There you go.
♫ Cruisin' down the street in my six-fo' ♫
Oh, shit. Hey, that was dope, E.
That shit was dope, man. Yeah!
That's what I'm talking about, man.
You feelin' that shit, right?
Now we only got 59 more lines to punch in. But it's all good. We gonna get through it.
Let's go on to the next one.