When Dr. Dre released The Chronic in 1992, it didn’t just drop—it detonated. The sound was intoxicating: lowrider basslines, synths that whined like sirens, and a groove so thick it stretched across America’s coasts. G-funk wasn’t born—it was christened. And at its pulpit stood Dre, flanked by a young Snoop Dogg whose laid-back drawl turned street tales into smooth sermons. This was more than music; it was urban scripture.