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What's up negros and negrettes? It's your boy Warren G You know what I'm saying? Chillin' with the home boy Mack 10 And we gon' lay a lil' sumpin' down for y'all Let y'all know what time it is Show you how we keepin' it real wit' it You know, cuz this world is built on material thangs But we ain't trippin' off that We want y'all to know this, check it (Chorus) I want it all; money, fast cars Diamond rings, gold chains and champagne Shit, everydamn thing I want it all; houses, expenses My own business, a truck, hmm, and a couple o' Benz's I want it all; brand new socks and drawls And I'm ballin everytime I stop and talk to y'all I want it all, all, all, all I want it all, all, all, all, all [Warren G] They say, 'There go Warren G with that envious stare' I love this game too much, I wish these haters wasn't here It's a shame, we came too far to turn back It's a cold world, it gets so hard, you learned that )From falling, tryin' to walk from crawl Tryin' to hustle up from broke to ballin' And, yeah, y'all in effect that's all me The jiggy G-Z, all my niggas that keep it real and do it easy Believe me, young nigga, fat meat is greasy And shit stank, so if you plot a lick and hit a bank And get away, or get gaffled, the very next day Don't cry, hold your head up high And remember what you told yourself, nigga I said remember what you told yourself, nigga I said remember what you told yourself, nigga I said remember what you told yourself, nigga (Chorus) [Mack 10] I want it all, so I got to wake up and ball And thanks to y'all, I got plaques on the wall Mack 10 laced with the know how to paper chase Crushed ice, throw my Rollie face in the platinum fan base )From net workin' and hustlin', no doubt, I got clout And live the lifestyle that Robin Leach talkin' about Slow down player, don't hate cuz you can't relate The Bently Coupes and kickin' gears on Harley's with the straights I got more lime light than Vegas on cable Will it enable to shoot C-Note "Yo's" at the crap table And while you can't get off the ground, I'm getting high A nigga fly and fly, with the desire to build an empire I strapped up and took flight like a missle Told them loud and clear as a whistle 'Hoo Bangin' is official' Handing out gold medallions at roll-call I'ma ball and never fall cuz Mack 10 want it all What (Chorus) [Warren G] Me and 10 get paid escapade to the spot We hot like rocks served on hot blocks I notice money make the world circulate So we gon' stack and stack and take a sip and perculate Bump, let the woofers sub (sub), show the homies love (love) Warren to the G (G), and Little G-Dub (Dub) Surface on the low, slide or don't slide at all Ride or don't ride at all [Mack 10] Warren, I couldn't be more serious about my 'fetti I stay tight on the mic and keep the pen movin' steady I want it all, dog, and it might be greed I hate to trip, but I got two little mouths to feed They don't know nuttin' about no excuses and disrespect Or somebody bein' jank with they Daddy's royalty check And at that point, I'm through talkin', dog, enough said So, if you owe Mack money, then I suggest you break bread I want it all (Chorus x3) [Warren G] [Mack 10] Mack 10 What up? I know The paper's out there, ha ha Yeah, Warren G What up? You know The paper's out there, ha ha Yeah G Funk What up? You know The paper's out there, ha ha That's right What? Hoo Bangin' What up? We know The paper's out there, ha ha That's right, what? The whole world Paper's out there Speak on it Ha ha Wrong: All the hood Right: All the hood rats What up? You know |
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| 4:03 |
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In combat if they fat
I'll skinny em Six times the terror pass the Era to Millineum G Funk bumpin in ya trunk Call me booshe nigga LBC me nigga Straight from Long Beach Where we gets more naughtier than Comaneche Can you say roundoff hand spring Do ya triple somersault fools will be flipped I'm sure Long Beach right by the water Respect is due when you walk through the border Line if you don't you might find your face in a gutter Long Beach will get ya wets The homey just whistled gave us the signal To act the fool with the pistols pierce the gristle One way out homey in the cut Heat cocked beef for weeks heat for block Techniques to rock the blocks socks Unorthodox cannon cocking bandit nigga I daily rock the planet nigga Scope out the vicinity start seperatin what those thats cool and those hatin Every nigga in between Got five seconds to evacuate the scene yeah Hit the stash nigga Nigga what the fuck you wanna do Talk blast nigga think fast Hit a nigga wit a little gangsta love Gangsta love Hit a nigga wit a little gangsta love Gangsta love Hit a nigga wit a little Gangsta love Gangsta love Hit a nigga wit a little Gangsta love Gangsta Let's go to war no not with guns Blast you with heat original beats they run Fast and faster Master like P Or you can just say Master Warren G I'm bout it bout it highly touted And I doubt it if I let another nigga take my tracks and re reroute it I truck more styles like my Yukon I puke on The rest of these niggaz trying to contest Hold up who's speaking of contest no none of that We get gats beats technique rat tat tat tat Splat and ya flat pure satisfac X marks the spot of the brutal venacular You drinks down like dracula Listen here buddy you'll be found left bloody Its the beach nigga straight up Before ya hate get ya weight up Or get wet up now what up OGs My nigga Warren G Thats my OG My nigga Nate Dogg my nigga Snoopy my nigga RBX They're my OGs my real OGs You up against the aces nigga It all takes place in many places nigga Several different faces nigga The streets can watch me nigga But the streets is up against Kurupt Momar Khadafi nigga OG juggernaut jagged edge homey two to the head As the sprinkle spread Death will kiss ya fuck around with the Militia Stalking till the big homey Nate walked in Same old niggaz in the same old place Long Beach city is where I was raised I keep my heater right by my side Won't stop mashin till I get my prize Even if you blind we can make you see The perfect combination Nate and Warren G When we bust we hit em everytime Ain't no secret it's about that time Hit a nigga wit a little gangsta love Gangsta love Hit a nigga wit a little gangsta love Gangsta love Hit a nigga wit a little gangsta love Gangsta love Hit a nigga wit a little gangsta love Gangsta love Gangsta love |
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| 3. |
| 4:01 |
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Hop in the 63
Chevy countin boutin the heat Scapin thru the streets with my niggas bumpin hellafied beats See us niggas play for keeps kill the strong and the weak From the Eastside of Long Beach that's 21 Street See we live and die by the gun and the knife And I high as a kite corrallin thru the night Haha stackin hundreds we kept the drugs and hoes comin Young gunnin tortured no need to be punished All we have of the system is big cabbage Lifestyles is lavish livin my life from DallasIt was a challenge livin my life like a savage To have or to not to have it or nobody can have it Un touch able inde struct able Get in my way and we're dustin you As a kid this the type of shit that we dreamed of Money cars bitches and drugs I prevail the crack sales then got in jail Couldn't post bail now my home is livin in a cell Thirty years with no parole as I grow old You won't see me on the streets til I'm 60 years old Why oh why why oh why why oh why do we live in dangerous lives It's only for the money It's just the gangsta life we live Why oh why why oh why why oh why do we live in dangerous lives It's only for the money It's just the gangsta life we live It's the A Team operation regime Money and dreams got me hooked with schemes From the Time Square walk to America's best Long Beach is the spot got a lot of respect Cos I'm a vet regulate and never hesitate I stay hungry so fill my plate I'm just a young black nigga tryin to flip an end Five year probation nigga fuck the pen Whattup Uncle Kev doin eight upstate I heard you're benchin ten plates knockin out inmates It's just a way of life nigga shootin the dice Now you hit all craps now you payin the price Livin the thuggish life why oh why why oh why do we live in dangerous lives It's only for the money It's just the gangsta life we live Why oh why why oh why why oh why do we live in dangerous lives It's only for the money It's just the gangsta life we live we live we live G Dove we mob Killin all y'all that is our job And if you thought it was The Gang then you hit it on the knob Slide and flip like cocoa bricks takin your 6 and leavin it on the side of the freeway on bricks Schitzomanic automatic schizophrenic six It's just a psychosomatic original Dogg Pound criminal ya ever heard of me Kurupt Young Gotti motherfucker D P Why is life fucked up Toe upscrapin from the flo'up to the ceilin the fo's bustfor my children to grow We live to let go nigga Why oh why why oh why why oh why do we live in dangerous lives It's only for the money It's just the gangsta life we live Why oh why why oh why why oh why do we live in dangerous lives It's only for the money It's just the gangsta life we live Why oh why why oh why why oh why do we live in dangerous lives It's only for the money It's just the gangsta life we live Why oh why why oh why why oh why do we live in dangerous lives It's only for the money It's just the gangsta life we live we live we live |
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| 4:52 |
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[Kurupt talking]
Y'all don't know nothin about this HEE-ARE Hahahahahahaha, yeah! It's Kurupt Young Gotti Hehaha, sup Warren G? It's my homeboy, huh? With my niggas Crucial Conflict, huh? Chillin, huh? Bumpin, puffin on a little bit of that Hay *TOKE* Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaah [Warren G] Dollars make sense, it's all incorporated I'ma get it all, since a BG I done did it all, was in it all When I first thought I was in the wrong Couple tokes, alcohol Got everything I need, Hennessey and weed Since my arrival, based on this modern-day survival Evrything is technicality, everything based on reality So how do I get paid, all these licks nowadays They want me laid, dropped and plagued, AK mouth is sprayed It's like I'm blind, and I just can't see Warren G, I'ma holler at the homey Shorty B "Shorty B IT'S ME!", G Dove, I'm out to make a grip So call Crucial Conflict and let's make us some bomb shit [Wildstyle] Look at me on the M-I-C Tryin to stack my tips, comin in a big ole ride With all that bumpin side, livin up in your eyes, surprise Hangin on the corners where the young brothers be comin up The gangbangers be gunnin up, the type of brothers that roll with us High tech with much respect, with all that G's swarmin Like G-Funk in your eyes and make you see we about that cashflow Put em in a lasso, don't try to sweat, no joke We illa your side, in the back we get hot, trade bump and hit em up With the jigs up, freaks from the West to the east to the South where they chief Kurupt in the mind, Young Gotti down with the raw dog Flict I ain't no tricks, nigga Wildstyle, enemies get closed down We rock the shows, slammin do's, Cali to Chi-town [Coldhard] So chop it up, I'm gonna kick some shit about what's goin on Have to get my loot up so I suit up looked in the mirror said to myself "It's gon' be gone" I'm sick of goin thru the things that I have to do do Cops are happy to jack fools, I'm strictly ever gon' gank move I hate to be the one that have to take it But you best believe I'd die to make it anywhere in the world I'm standin with my pockets naked Set it out set it out, that's what I'ma holler On some slick, tryin to come up quick, witta trusty ole dollar Watchin you watchin me, hope I slip and bust my knees I'ma have to greet you at the pond, you should just be thinkin C's Comin out at ease, no matter what I'm still hard to please Flap flappin sky, be real til the day I leave so sneeze Chorus: Reel Tight Talin bout that money, dollar Gettin that money, gettin paid *repeat x3* [Never] We, smackin and stackin, packin, strappin, what's happenin? Rollin Cruise-controllin, the fo' and Daynes swell up Get the hell up, trump-tight click just in case I'm lavish Tryin ta fade me, you crazy ladies, babies created Men are shady, straight make me drink til my thoughts get swavy I think, maybe if I blink things will get back gravy But loccs in the hood they lord be makin it hard so lately But I gotta stay at the table, cos that raw dope is that will pay me Westside of California, on these corners pimpin daily Retire out on the lakefront, smokin blunts Takin the sale G, trap me like the male be To the Westside I'm a mental, all the regulators trail me [Kilo] Don't kick it out, let's do this Comin out the do', we down to wall Gotta get in the business, tell me waht's the call, we to the fall to ball We can't just fold up, gotta whole bunch of homies dependin on this, sho'nuff This only hustle is for brothers, feel to bring the business so slow up And we still up on a mini gold rush Ready to make the world go down Bound to get it cos I'm down wit it Now shitty the city, Conflict's causin critics to bite tongues Ain't the one, with the shotgun, showdown My town to your town on the rebound for them papers [Warren G] It's like brother brother brother how you make em get down? From the LBC to the Chi-town, Westside straight gettin down Hittin switches and we checkin all snitches Gettin all riches, and flossin in our pictures It's time for some new hits, one of us You know I spit some coast to coast love from your homey G Dove |
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| 4:48 |
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what's up negros and negrettes
it's your boy warren G you know what i'm saying chillin' with the home boy mack 10 and We gon' lay a lil' sumpin' down for y'all Let y'all know what time it is Show you how we keepin' it real wit' it You know cuz this world is built on material thangs But we ain't trippin' off that We want y'all to know this check it I want it all money fast cars Diamond rings gold chains and champagne Shit everydamn thing I want it all houses expenses My own business a truck hmm and a couple o' Benz's I want it all brand new socks and draws And I'm bawlin everytime I stop and talk to y'all I want it all all all all I want it all all all all all They say 'There go Warren G with that envious stare' I love this game too much I wish these haters wasn't here It's a shame we came too far to turn back It's a cold world it gets so hard you learned that Won't fall tryin' to walk from crawl Tryin' to hustle up from broke to ballin' And yeah y'all in effect that's all me The jiggy G Z all my niggas that keep it real and do it easy Believe me young nigga fat meat is greasy And shit stink so if you plan a lick and hit a bank And get away or get gaffled the very next day Don't cry hold your head up high And remember what you told yourself I said remember what you told yourself I said remember what you told yourself I said remember what you told yourself I want it all money fast cars Diamond rings gold chains and champagne Shit everydamn thing I want it all houses expenses My own business a truck hmm and a couple o' Benz's I want it all brand new socks and draws And I'm bawlin everytime I stop and talk to y'all I want it all all all all I want it all all all all all I want it all so I got to wake up and ball And thanks to y'all I got plaques on the wall Mack 10 laced with the know how to paper chase Crushed ice throw my Rollie face in the platinum fan base From net workin' and hustlin' no doubt I got slout And live the lifestyle that Robin Leech talkin' about Slow down player don't hate cuz you can't relate The Bentley Coupes and kickin' gears on Harley's with the straights I got more lime light than Vegas on cable Willing enable to shoot seen nervios at the craps table And while you can't get off the ground I'm getting high Fuckin' fly and fly with desire to build an empire I strapped up and took flight like a missle Told them loud and clear as a whistle 'Hoo Bangin' is official' Handing out gold medallions at roll call I'ma ball and never fall cuz Mack 10 want it all I want it all money fast cars Diamond rings gold chains and champagne Shit everydamn thing I want it all houses expenses My own business a truck hmm and a couple o' Benz's I want it all brand new socks and draws And I'm bawlin everytime I stop and talk to y'all I want it all all all all I want it all all all all all Me and 10 get paid escapade to the spot We hots like rocks served on hot blocks I notice money make the world circulate So we gon' stack and stack and take a sip in Perkle Lake Bump let the woofers sub sub show the homies love love Warren to the G G and Little G Dub Dub Surface on the low slide or don't slide at all Ride or don't ride at all Ha ha Warren I couldn't be more serious about my 'fetti I stay tight on the mic and keep the pen movin' steady I want it all dawg and it might be greed I hate to trip but I got two little mouths to feed They don't know nuttin' about no excuses and disrespect Or somebody bein' zig with they Daddy's royalty check And at that point I'm through talkin' dawg enough said So if you owe Mack money then I suggest you break bread I want it all money fast cars Diamond rings gold chains and champagne Shit everydamn thing I want it all houses expenses My own business a truck hmm and a couple o' Benz's I want it all brand new socks and draws And I'm bawlin everytime I stop and talk to y'all I want it all all all all I want it all all all all all I want it all money fast cars Diamond rings gold chains and champagne Shit everydamn thing I want it all houses expenses My own business a truck hmm and a couple o' Benz's I want it all brand new socks and draws And I'm bawlin everytime I stop and talk to y'all I want it all all all all I want it all all all all all Mack 10 What up I know The paper's out there ha ha Yeah Warren G What up You know The paper's out there ha ha Yeah G Funk What up You know The paper's out there That's right What Hoo Bangin' What up We know The paper's out there That's right what The whole world Paper's out there |
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| 3:01 |
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Mic check, time for me to make that connect
With the so so def so I can make my collect Private jet in motion, over the ocean Touch down jungle air strip, CD's to flip Feds having a cow Gotta stay on the down low for now Am I living foul? Fuck that I'm living fat, I got the track Don Chi Chi and Nate they got my back and it's like that Y'all the type of niggaz to blink and to come up all assed out I'm the type to say fuck that and go cash out All glassed out with the count of the bitch Screaming nigga I aint having that shit I represent niggas that love to ball, and still be trappin' And only drink outta the bottle with the gold wrappin' If it's gon happen I'm the one that make it go down Cool JD how you like me now? I keep... Havin' things (We havin' things, havin' things) Havin' things (yeah) (We havin' things, havin' things) (x2) I reminisce when it's like this Real niggas get together yhey don't like this So I'ma spice this ATL, Long Beach to Cada We been doing this for years for you paper haters When the beach turned out fresh dress in eighty fo' When JD was poppin' in houdinni's videos Me and Nate was serving on the east side fo' sho And in a game fo' a minute got a minute to go What? They should know now (We havin' thangs, havin' thangs) Don't sell your soul now (To have things, have things) Do what you feel now (If you want things, want things) Keep it real (Keep it real y'all) Havin' things (We havin' things, havin' things) Havin' things (yeah) (We havin' things, havin' things) (x2) Come on out to my castle lady See you thangs on your mind Go on up to my bedroom baby Tonight everything is just fine (all right) Stay with me just little while longer It's only a quarter to five I can stay up late Don't work in the morning Havin' things is just fine I'm a south coast nigga so fuck y'all niggas With hate, Me and G V.I.P. at the gate with Nate Bringing bitches to the table with they belly out Fine as fuck, but steady trying to tell me how They got a man but still wanna get they drink on I'm lookin at this hoes like "You ain't heard this song?" If you drink this shit, it's time to leave Fo' shi's Fo' c's It's 12:18 And we be... Havin' things (We havin' things, havin' things) Havin' things (yeah) (We havin' things, havin' things) (x3) |
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Got a little something
for the summertime While you on the grind Getting yours Hell yeah I'm getting mine I take trips and dips just to recline I blaze up the orange weed To relax my mind Spend time with my kids on the weekdays And I holla at my momma and my Grandma on the threeway She say If you do right Baby boy I promise you live A long life I can't argue I try hard to Not blast niggas I walk past niggas With my head up to the skedai Nigga tried to pull a fast one On Snoop Dogg To get some shut eye What I do to him I can't speak You know the episode And the code on the street I keep it all the scriffin y'all But real street for y'all Cause you never know You never know where this road's gonna take you Got to be strong You got to hold on Cause you never know where This life's gonna lead you Just Hold on You never know From the killing The robbing The squabbing And jacking Car jacks to kidnaps What Niggas be acting a fool Trying to set me up at the park But I'm cool Act a fool My daddy said throw them thangs And stay strong My momma got sick So I'm a keep it strong As long as I got my feet in the game And make this beats And bring heat to the game Fuck the fame I got a little boy to see through And him without meIs like me without you Keep it true And stay down for your grips Homies and licks staying tight Like this You never know this road's gonna take you Got to be strong You got to hold on Cause you never know where This life's gonna lead you Just Hold on You never know You niggas never know Which man are blasted for Never know which man to kill Just to settle the score It wasn't long ago I had this partner of mine Knew him just a short time But he's stuck in my mind My nigga lived perfect Said the streets wasn't worth it If you don't die rich in the game Then what's the purpose for this struggle We stay piece to puzzle Invest half the wealth And pray to god it double We just in this Trying to get rich at the interest Keep it pimping Stay with niggas that's relentless Smoke dough Just because I say so Money pronto And niggas never would know They never know nigga this road's gonna take you Got to be strong You got to hold on Cause you never know where This life's gonna lead you Just Hold on You never know You never know where this road's gonna take you Got to be strong You got to hold on Cause you never know where This life's gonna lead you Just Hold on You never know You never know where this road's gonna take you Got to be strong You got to hold on Cause you never know where This life's gonna lead you Just Hold on |
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Yo I wanna take this time out to dedicate this song
to one of the most beautiful ladies in the world could never imagine Yeah, Ole Mae, that's my momma, y'know To one of the most beautifulest ladies in the world I love ya momma, keep it strong for ya Chorus: repeat 2X My momma, used to tell me quit smoking weed My momma, gave me everthing I need My momma, said keep faith in God My momma, momma, momma, momma, momma [Warren G] From the beginning, soon as my feet touched the earth For what it's worth, she loved the boy from birth Kept me fed, combed my head and tapped that tail when I didn't do what she said Through the years comin up momma always provided And when the times got rough momma always tried to hide it Divide it among us, but pardon the youngsters Told us never to lie, smoke dope, and cuss She stood tall and proud like a supermodel on a catwalk And momma didn't take no back talk She's the main reason why I roll today That's why I dedicate this to Ole Mae That's my momma Chorus [Warren G] As a young teenager I started to clown My momma did all she could to try to slow me down Tired of her son be brought by the cops Sent to go stay with my pops He taught me to be my own man, and when I disrespected he put me out on the streets to find my own land Now I'm servin on the urban street corner Smokin bud, sippin Coronas in Long Beach, California But I promised my momma I would make it to the top And use this rap to put her in the drop She the main reason why I roll today That's why I dedicate this here to my Ole Mae Chorus [Warren G] As I grew up, blew up in the G-Funk Era I see my momma everytime I take a look in the mirror I'm thankful she gotta chance to see me shine My momma's in my heart and my soul and mind Controllin mine, so I can stand strong For ya grandkids to let em know that ya spirit lives on I really miss you, but I know ya looking over Lead me on the right track, the angel's on my shoulder Chorus [Warren G] So I want y'all to treasure ya mom Ya know, so if y'all got a bad relationship or y'all on bad terms, patch it up Ain't nothing wrong with that Thats a precious jew-el Remember that, we all gotta go through it So stay strong, down dis, dis road, ya know But I cant forget about all the poeple Out there that I love, and got my back So I'm gonna go ahead and im gonna shoot a shout out My daddy, my sistas, my brothers, my girl, my kids my cousins, my aunties, my uncles, my grandmomma my granddaddy, all my homeboys, all my homegirls and everybody out there that got love, knowwhatI'msaying? |
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| 5:16 |
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I'm the illest what
I'm the illest Warren G uh yeah I'm the illest the illest you've ever seen Haha check this shit out do Peep game look hmm She used to tell me that she loved me all the time I turned to her and say that I'm infatuated concentrated on cuttin it up Body bustin out your blouse don't button it up Me and you could make a getaway up in the cut I'm just a squirrel in your world bustin a nut Slide in the passenger side and creep to the tilt And maybe you could get a chance to sleep on my silk because you come with that A 1 shit The kind I wouldn't mind havin a 20 year run with I'm done with these games played by these dames I could exit the drama the same way that I came Cos I gotta put it down for my sons so you skanless scuds gets none of my funds Cos I can't be in love with my pockets on fee Get the money the power and the rest come for free you know I let you hang so you could see You tried to switch the fool out of me I meant So I guess I'll have to let you be Baby Baby baby baby baby you know I let you hang so you could see You tried to switch the fool out of me I meant So I guess I'll have to let you be Baby Baby baby baby baby you know Now baby look at the time We gotta do what we gotta do The club's about to close don't you wanna ride in a Rolls Royce Make it real moist Take the Rolls to the jet take the jet to my yacht Letcha kick it for a week in my Carribbean spot Coconut milk bath bath private beach first class class Water clear like glass glass waves ticklin your ass Cut the act baby you need a change of pace I deliver you a whole new world of taste Guaranteed to put a different timid look on your face Put the arch in your back when I'm grippin your waist Warren G keep flippin the bass on key Cos you rollin with a G when you're rollin with me Easily I spit game to make it hot Headed straight for the motherfuckin G Spot you know I let you hang so you could see You tried to switch the fool out of me I meant So I guess I'll have to let you be Baby Baby baby baby baby you know I let you hang so you could see You tried to switch the fool out of me I meant So I guess I'll have to let you be Baby Baby baby baby baby you know See now look at the picture You got a lotta women out there preaching about how they ain't a bitch or a ho but now if you carry yourself in a fashionable matter game can be matched both ways by a player not a player hater please believe it It's told not to be sold by me You know what it ain't my fault I let you hang around so that you can see I let you hang so you could see You tried to switch the fool out of me I meant So I guess I'll have to let you be Baby Baby baby baby baby you know I let you hang so you could see You tried to switch the fool out of me I meant So I guess I'll have to let you be Baby Baby baby baby baby you know I let you hang so you could see You tried to switch the fool out of me I meant So I guess I'll have to let you be Baby Baby baby baby baby you know |
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| 3:46 |
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C'mon The Ruff Ryders
Flame on Double R baby Flame on c'mon c'mon c'mon c'mon Aiyyo y'all niggas take too long wrapping them up in duct tape Me I just make sure they stomp like crush grapes I make the hardest shed a tear Give em a gun if I had two right here Two over there fuck playin fair Y'all niggas like loose leaf paper easy to tear Drag just burn that up and get it outta here Y'all think y'all goin from heaven to hell Y'all ain't goin' nowhere But in the same town on the same dirty ground And I don't care how you livin it up I even got dead niggas shiverin up You can bet I come diggin you up Them niggas bust guns just to make niggas run by Me I squeeze mine with one eye and one closed and focus The one open is at the tip of the nose When it blows y'all so called pimps die hoes Don't bite rhymes or flows just air mark Snap with a finger have y'all wanted in dead park Anything that's dealin with dough we got that Cock back hold in position for combat Stand clear all y'all cowards have been warned Duck nigga run for your life we airborne Anything that's dealin with dough we got that Cock back hold in position for combat Stand clear all y'all cowards have been warned Duck nigga run for your life we airborne aiyyo who the fuck you think spit mean Same bitch that tried to put Irv Gotti teams Since I had a snotty scream Was taught to die in a red beam Never ask when I need cash I'm a customer I snatch your cream Soldier cross over knock on my door Wit Jahovah huh know the population's over I'm causing early retirements Cuz you blast last when I'm firing Dyin in the blood you lyin in Went from the full house to the raw house To niggas tryin to rip my draws out Try it now nigga blow your jaw out You don't want my gun to go pow pow Well I'm a have your face the same color As a tongue of a chow chow nigga These ain't water pistols they shoot many missles And when I set em off they scar your bones to the grissle Only I knew how it was gonna come Put up in your baby mom for your only son I'm takin e'eryone Anything that's dealin with dough we got that Cock back hold in position for combat Stand clear all y'all cowards have been warned Duck nigga run for your life we airborne Anything that's dealin with dough we got that Cock back hold in position for combat Stand clear all y'all cowards have been warned Duck nigga run for your lifewe airborne I'm psychologically fucked up know the truth See I's sick throwin up Henny and Gook POOF Me gone I pray for the death of my mother Until I woked up and hugged her and told her that I loved her Sick sin my ink pen stay in the ring Crown me king I spit through the eyes of a fiend Golden ice I stole for the love of my wife Then she ran out and dumped me and po po pump me Came home of course as the king of my throne Back to Roley's back to smokin bones with coley My demo was better than a lot of y'all records Bed rocked your ass calm down so let the gun go I murdered some quick for dough Hit em up fast watched them die extra slow I lock shop when I come through with the blue tops Smokin a oo whop with all glocks cocked Anything that's dealin with dough we got that Cock back hold in position for combat Stand clear all y'all cowards have been warned Duck nigga run for your life we airborne Anything that's dealin with dough we got that Cock back hold in position for combat Stand clear all y'all cowards have been warned Duck nigga run for your life we airborne Anything that's dealin with dough we got that Cock back hold in position for combat Stand clear all y'all cowards have been warned Duck nigga run for your life we airborne Anything that's dealin with dough we got that Cock back hold in position for combat Stand clear all y'all cowards have been warned Duck nigga run for your life we airborne See now there it go Y'all got it The East Coast West Coast collabo Warren G doin it with my niggas from The Ruff Ryders Eve my nigga Drag On Yeah that's how we doin it like that for y'all |
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| 11. |
| 3:19 |
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I need a dope beat
a dope beat Just holler at your boy named Warren G I wanna A dope beat with my a dope beat Just holler at your boy named Warren G I need a dope beat a dope beat Just holler at your boy named Warren G I wanna A dope beat with my a dope beat Just holler at your boy named Warren G Y'all know me the G from the 213 LBC Regulatin skatin on all them Dayton's Bankin back on them singles With the Henney's and the Jimmy's Like I'm all tall short and like dark thick and skinny I'm a ladies man Mercedes and Proper ice livin nice as far as gravy stands Ain't nuttin changed me and Snoop's still the same Plus Nate droppin weight with the classic thang Now I remember way back at the bachelor set Slip my brother Dre Snoopa tape it put it in the deck The party started bangin and they both shook hands And made it legitimate for the G Funk Fans Now after that they hit the top when The Chronic dropped Remember 187 on the motherfuckin cop I wanna It's Still A G Thang with my where we hang and claim East Side til I die or I rise to fame I need a dope beat a dope beat Just holler at your boy named Warren G I wanna A dope beat with my a dope beat Just holler at your boy named Warren G I need a dope beat a dope beat Just holler at your boy named Warren G I wanna A dope beat with my a dope beat Just holler at your boy named Warren G I got my own style I got my own pal If you don't know now then nigga you better slow down Spendin bills bendin wheels people think I stea Puttin cameras in my grill everywhere I chill Kick back I spit facts and twist our tracks Drank gin with The Twinz see a bitch I mack Cuz if I ain't in the studio I'm deep in the hood Anyway gettin paid like Warren should Dre teachin me to work a beat now I'm bangin And I been with platinum now my album slangin I wanna Hangin' with my G's with my from the LBC With the homies that I know will put it down for me Well known keep my chrome and I hold my own But I'd rather roll and flow and be holdin the shows With the G Funk Family earnin a Grammy You can't see what I see and don't understand me I need a dope beat a dope beat Just holler at your boy named Warren G I wanna A dope beat with my a dope beat Just holler at your boy named Warren G I need a dope beat a dope beat Just holler at your boy named Warren G I wanna A dope beat with my a dope beat Just holler at your boy named Warren G I'm on my way to the studio beatin and thumpin Scoop D from Long Beach got some heat from Compton Hit the Eastside manages to see whats crackin Got some MGD just watching for jackin Its a hard knock life ya heard Jay Z featuring Annie No Limit like Snoop thats when the grammy Hit the Beach in the Long gray and black caddy Reminiscing on my great escapes through the alley Damn I done grew up and things done changed Just shakin my head trippin off the game Its so much you gotta do to keep it real out here But ain't nothing guaranteed cuz ain't nothing goin give I need a dope beat a dope beat Just holler at your boy named Warren G A dope beat a dope beat Just holler at your boy named Warren G I need a dope beat a dope beat Just holler at your boy named Warren G I wanna A dope beat with my a dope beat Just holler at your boy named Warren G I need a dope beat a dope beat a dope beat a dope beat |
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| 12. |
| 3:58 |
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If you wanna dip with me
trip with me get rich with me Then you a world wide rider You a world wide rider If you wanna dip with me trip with me get rich with me Then you a world wide rider You a world wide rider Another day on the grind it ain't much to do Fuck with some bitches hit a couple switches This nigga's talkin shit I had to bomb on him Had to get checked niggaz best respect Everyday you see me on the paper chase I'm G Warren to the G you know me Throw your hands high where all my G's at They all comin to where Warren G's at I keep my game tight money and money and mo money And ain't a damn thing funny How could I live like that I just can And when it comes to this game I'm just too far advanced I'll leave you waiting homey whats crackulating Is it cracking or not In the back of the lot But this is all I got I thought it was known Warren G Neb Luv K Bar and its on If you wanna dip with me trip with me get rich with me Then you a world wide rider You a world wide rider If you wanna dip with me trip with me get rich with me Then you a world wide rider You a world wide rider Ride with Nine Inch Nails last night and shit I'm on some more rock'n'roll hip hop shit Keepin it locked like my zip drive We goin stay high Out for the Motza get you strung out like pasta All into the roster lady baby I'll drive ya crazy pull your car for the diamonds I'm gettin shady swayzie in the plush Too quick to be touched give you the head rush To the front of the stage like you bout to get paid I'm lights camera watch you blow like grenades I never serenade I just party Marinate get your cash everybody Come on and ride with me dip with me Get rich with me sip some hennessey If you's a rider a world wide rider If you wanna dip with me trip with me get rich with me Then you a world wide rider You a world wide rider If you wanna dip with me trip with me get rich with me Then you a world wide rider You a world wide rider Big bank tank little bank nigga what you think I'm a pass on this million dollar hustle you a fool now Give me some portraits of some dead niggaz Take two shots of the best made nigga These niggaz talkin too much they flossin too much Instead of makin they bucks bank account runnin out of luck Now you stuck do deals fulfill your dreams make cream Keep my pockets long like streams no strings Attached attack any nigga plottin on my stack Mo bounce to this smoke an ounce to this Make more gold than fish one wish Live on top of the world And better livin for ghetto boys and girls Peanuts is for the squirrels Neb Luv Warren G and me Talkin bout thick wallets and livin lavishly Mash on thee enemy If you wanna dip with me trip with me get rich with me Then you a world wide rider You a world wide rider If you wanna dip with me trip with me get rich with me Then you a world wide rider You a world wide rider If you wanna dip with me trip with me get rich with me Then you a world wide rider You a world wide rider If you wanna dip with me trip with me get rich with me Then you a world wide rider You a world wide rider |
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| 13. |
| 4:15 |
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I come to find out
all these years man The game wont wait no matter who you are Where you are or how you are The game wont wait Its a cold thang its a cold game You know how it is Game dont wait Shit dont stop because Game dont wait Shit dont stop because Game dont wait Shit dont stop because Game dont wait Shit dont stop because Game dont wait Now all I see is we The LBC 213s Cheese and please and the reason the season The click's off the heezy MrWarren G Z Gots to make it easy for Snoop D Z They come back and drop raps and make snaps so easy The most hunted and most wanted With a pocket full of hundreds you know how we run it Snoop D woop pass the MIC Anticipation 213 We contemplate and regulate Now we got the game tight its money to make The game wont wait but you can wait for the game Worldwide tour with skirts screamin our name The hits dont stop because the game wont change all we goin to do is maintain The hits dont stop because the game dont wait I got no time for no payin much rate I gotta go out and buy some brand new clothes change my socks before they reveal my toes The hits dont stop because the game dont wait And the girls dont stop because the dick is straight let me teach you what I already know the hits dont stop so Shit dont stop because Game dont wait Shit dont stop because game dont wait Shit dont stop because Game dont wait Shit dont stop because the game dont Now its the second time around ain't no phonies any fakes Let me holla at cha tryin to snake my stakes you older than me you say OG you almost 40 tryin to stay young and sporty Sport you roll me those and stay in ya place Before you see all stars right up in ya face Youngsta never bite the hand thats feeds you Proceed to get back to your folks the loccs that need you We do we always keep it on the true 213 thats the name of the crew Its true that the dirt i did As a kid got me caught up but I was brought up With the MO if a DO so play your info Youngster I been doin this before I hit the radizzo Snoop D Z is off the heezey So you can make mine extra cheesy The crew's a twist cuz it consists of 3 riders eastsiders one love The hits dont stop because the game won't change All we ever wanted was a smal l time rap chain Game dont wait Shit dont stop because Game dont wait Shit dont stop because Game dont wait Shit dont stop because Game dont wait Shit dont stop because Game dont The shit keeps movin it'll never stop Long as we able to make hit roccs Long as a papa can't stop my flow The shit don't stop I gotta make my flow The shit don't stop if you intend to take The shit don't stop its companies we break Take all the money and toss them hoes The shit don't stop thats just Game dont wait Shit dont stop because the game dont wait Shit dont stop because the game dont wait Shit dont stop because the game dont wait Shit dont stop because the game dont wait Shit dont stop because the game dont wait |
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Well Kinda hungry
Hardly any Walking down sunset boulevardnelly I had this miner on the lock She said That mutha fucker look finer Than a fuck But he's an eastcoast cat Pure jelly ass Nigga kick a rap that can impress My L A ass Disrespect When I didn't deserve it Hey you acting like earning the Best rapper walk the earth yet I guess some big tymer tapping her I huff and puff Blew her fat rat ass off Blaze her Shit in the face The most rapper Why she acting like it didn't know While I pulls up on her Rolls I gets in it I'm like bitch it's Best you write down your number this minute Just sparking off And she came to her sister Before the car took off We know what to do If we give you the chance You'll fall in love And all the time won't remain The way you look Your touch is fine But I won't let you blow my mind Lodi Dodi We like to party My nigga slick rick Can still rock a party It was 12:15 when I hit the scene Fresh out from L A Touching J F K I was on my way To go get my bays I'm a real one from L A So I gots to say I hit my nigga slick rick And said I'm in town Get some puerto rican freaks Cause it's got to go down So we hit every girl in the N Y C I'm rush associated So what's up with me We fucked and flee off the hennesy Girl just for me Hit'em all for free Beyatch We know what to do If we give you the chance You'll fall in love And all the time won't remain The way you look Your touch is fine But I won't let you blow my mind What Fast as suavea Boss will flip the script The number one draft pick So the G's is thick Roll with Rick Nigga that'll roll with me Every man feel free When he making a G Is money constant And money all that I see I'm a breath this shit Money coming with me What you want with it The boss stay committed To drunk trying to pive it Still I bust the sickest Check it Wreckless major carrots In my necklace Black lence and go kill'em with shit Perfect it now the game's obtain And this don pieces eyes Peel jocking the ring Trade the sex face Baby keep the pace Lots to do Little time And is love to make Promise you my pearl Baby this my world And even broke without a dime You still be my girl What We know what to do If we give you the chance You'll fall in love And all the time won't remain The way you look Your touch is fine But I won't let you blow my mind |
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| 4:15 |
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[Tikki Diamond]
Restless, haha The East Coast (y'all know where I'm comin from) I want it all, Warren G man (T) Tikki Diamond, (Nigga D), don't forget, haaa Check it out y'all Call me Tikki Diamond 2000, I'm the future I'm the voice that'cha need to get used ta I want it all, y'all probably know by now I want the world, y'all probably know by now Here's my life, look at the three in front it Bentley, me and Warren G in front it Bougy nigga, I call lunch "brunch" Old school, I call punks "chumps" What's life without the best of it? What's a half a ki if you ain't got the rest of it? Feel me It's just the ways of the pros, the nay's and the no's If y'all wanna see me, wear shades at my shows You get G's like a fool, Killa Bees like the Wu I ain't satisfied til I squeeze somethin new I want it with no miles, brand new smell Put my life on wax, you'll be like "Damn it do sell" [Warren G] Well aah, I want it all, I'm destined to ball (ball) With plaques on the wall (wall), got somethin for all y'all >From ounces to quarters, and quarters to ki's So when you come to the town you're watched over by Gz The head honcho, buckin fools like a bronco C-E-O, shootin cilo, ten be-low A true vet on the worldwide set Y'all don't know about them M-16's with bayonettes Chorus: Warren G I want it all, money, fast cars, diamond rings Gold chains and champagne, shot every damn thing I want it all, houses, expenses My own business, a truck, hmm, and a couple of Benz's I want it all, brand new socks and drawers And I'm ballin everytime I stop and talk to y'all I want it all, all, all, all I want it all, all, all, all, all [Memphis Bleek] Yeah Yo, niggas eyeball my ho cos I'm sunk in the seat Gettin bent, but shit I deserve to eat I hit the blunt for my bad broads Hit a shot from the 4's for my dead dogs, pull off like, fuck the world, I don't owe y'all nuttin If I do, take it in blood, the Memph don't front I pump, for the goods, nice house in the woods But I'm from the projects, it don't look that good I gotta pissy elevator (and) a dog staircase (and) tre-8 and crack, wan' fuck with that? I got beef with the D's for the way I rock my jeans Stand on the corner with blunts and Coronas Couple of birds, and I'm tryin to hustle for birds Throwin dice on the curb, twistin up this herb I want money the fast way, the crack stash way Gat blast way, the last laugh way motherfucker Chorus [Drag-On] Aiyo, listen up faggots, my bullets gon' do more than nip you It's gon' place you in sometin black where they gotta zip you Rain wash away the chalk, and according to who you are While you're snorin in the morgue, you'll get a drawing on the wall You can't see me so don't look, I pop off cops like moon shook Shells will fill you up like home cook Forget about the book, ain't no recipe when y'all step to me It's only one way up and that's if y'all don't pay up Y'all pays forth, them days is up You're lucky if you'll be able to walk straight enough cos I'm done with beefin Like a bad stomach but I puts the runs in these niggas Cos I was raised, if a nigga ass cheeks make him an athlete Some niggas say I'm spoiled, nigga how's that? I ain't got no mom and no dad, I ain't know where the fuck my house is at All I knew is where them ounces at and what I'm countin back or if a knot come up short, who I got a pow for |
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[Warren G] What's up negros and negrettes? It's your boy Warren G You know what I'm saying? Chillin' with the home boy Mack 10 And we gon' lay a lil' sumpin' down for y'all Let y'all know what time it is Show you how we keepin' it real wit' it You know, cuz this world is built on material thangs But we ain't trippin' off that We want y'all to know this, check it (Chorus) I want it all; money, fast cars Diamond rings, gold chains and champagne Shit, everydamn thing I want it all; houses, expenses My own business, a truck, hmm, and a couple o' Benz's I want it all; brand new socks and drawls And I'm ballin everytime I stop and talk to y'all I want it all, all, all, all I want it all, all, all, all, all [Warren G] They say, 'There go Warren G with that envious stare' I love this game too much, I wish these haters wasn't here It's a shame, we came too far to turn back It's a cold world, it gets so hard, you learned that )From falling, tryin' to walk from crawl Tryin' to hustle up from broke to ballin' And, yeah, y'all in effect that's all me The jiggy G-Z, all my niggas that keep it real and do it easy Believe me, young nigga, fat meat is greasy And shit stank, so if you plot a lick and hit a bank And get away, or get gaffled, the very next day Don't cry, hold your head up high And remember what you told yourself, nigga I said remember what you told yourself, nigga I said remember what you told yourself, nigga I said remember what you told yourself, nigga (Chorus) [Mack 10] I want it all, so I got to wake up and ball And thanks to y'all, I got plaques on the wall Mack 10 laced with the know how to paper chase Crushed ice, throw my Rollie face in the platinum fan base )From net workin' and hustlin', no doubt, I got clout And live the lifestyle that Robin Leach talkin' about Slow down player, don't hate cuz you can't relate The Bently Coupes and kickin' gears on Harley's with the straights I got more lime light than Vegas on cable Will it enable to shoot C-Note "Yo's" at the crap table And while you can't get off the ground, I'm getting high A nigga fly and fly, with the desire to build an empire I strapped up and took flight like a missle Told them loud and clear as a whistle 'Hoo Bangin' is official' Handing out gold medallions at roll-call I'ma ball and never fall cuz Mack 10 want it all What (Chorus) [Warren G] Me and 10 get paid escapade to the spot We hot like rocks served on hot blocks I notice money make the world circulate So we gon' stack and stack and take a sip and perculate Bump, let the woofers sub (sub), show the homies love (love) Warren to the G (G), and Little G-Dub (Dub) Surface on the low, slide or don't slide at all Ride or don't ride at all [Mack 10] Warren, I couldn't be more serious about my 'fetti I stay tight on the mic and keep the pen movin' steady I want it all, dog, and it might be greed I hate to trip, but I got two little mouths to feed They don't know nuttin' about no excuses and disrespect Or somebody bein' jank with they Daddy's royalty check And at that point, I'm through talkin', dog, enough said So, if you owe Mack money, then I suggest you break bread I want it all (Chorus x3) [Warren G] [Mack 10] Mack 10 What up? I know The paper's out there, ha ha Yeah, Warren G What up? You know The paper's out there, ha ha Yeah G Funk What up? You know The paper's out there, ha ha That's right What? Hoo Bangin' What up? We know The paper's out there, ha ha That's right, what? The whole world Paper's out there Speak on it Ha ha Wrong: All the hood Right: All the hood rats What up? You know Paper's out there |
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