1.A Dope Beat
(chorus x2)
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
(chorus x2)
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 steal
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
(chorus x2)
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
(chorus x3 to fade)
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
2.Dollars Make Sense
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
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
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
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＊
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
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
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
Chorus (x7)
3.G-spot
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
Chorus： el debarge, (val young)
I let you hang (i let you hang around)
So you could see (so that you, could see)
You tried to switch (understand, tryin to switch)
The fool out of me (and make a fool, of me)
I meant (so i guess i'll have to let you be)
Baby (baby baby baby baby you know)
＊repeat＊
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
Chorus
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
＊val young crooning＊
I let you, hang around, so that you, can see
Chorus (x1 1／2)
＊warren g and eve phone conversation＊
4.Game Don't Wait
I come to find out though, 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
(chorus) x3
Game dont wait
Shit dont stop because the game dont wait
Game dont wait
Shit dont stop because the 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, mr. warren 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 m-i-c
Anticipation 213
We contemplate, and regulate
Now we got the game tight, its money to make (money, money,
money)
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, 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 its time i go
(chorus) x3
Game dont wait
Shit dont stop because the game dont wait
Game dont wait
Shit dont stop because the game dont wait
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 m-o if a d-o, 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 small time rap chain
(chorus) x3
Game dont wait
Shit dont stop because the game dont wait
Game dont wait
Shit dont stop because the game dont wait
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 how it goes
(chorus) x3
Game dont wait
Shit dont stop because the game dont wait
Game dont wait
Shit dont stop because the game dont wait
5.Gangsta Love
Call me dub-a-double-r-e
N be the end last letter be the g
G be for griffin, smiffin, like wesson
Niggaz, that be 'fessin
I'm crushin your whole chest and
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 dont 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 5 seconds to evacuate the scene (yeah)
Hit the stash (nigga)
Nigga what the fuck you wanna do
Talk, blast, nigga think fast, fast fast
(chorus x2 - nate dogg)
Hit a nigga wit a little gangsta love
Gangsta love
Hit a nigga wit a little gangsta love
Gangsta love
Lets 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 re-route 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
Yeah, yeah ogs
My nigga warren g, uh huh
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 its about that time
To
(chorus x2 - nate dogg)
Hit a nigga wit a little gangsta love
Gangsta love
Hit a nigga wit a little gangsta love
Gangsta love
Gangsta love
Gangsta love
6.Havin' Things
(warren g)
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
(jermaine dupri)
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...
(chorus x2)
Havin' things
(we havin' things, havin' things)
Havin' things (yeah)
(we havin' things, havin' things)
(warren g)
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？
(nate dogg)
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)
(chorus x2)
Havin' things
(we havin' things, havin' things)
Havin' things (yeah)
(we havin' things, havin' things)
(nate dogg)
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
(jermaine dupri)
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...
(chorus x3)
Havin' things
(we havin' things, havin' things)
Havin' things (yeah)
(we havin' things, havin' things)
7.If We Give You A Chance
(slick rick)
Well...
Kinda hungry
Have you eaten？
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 (no)
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
Catching her going
Just sparking off
And she came to her sister
Before the car took off
(chorus)
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
(warren g)
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!
(chorus)
(phats bossi)
What？
Fast as suave-a
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'ma 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!
(chorus)
8.Intro(I Want It All)
9.I Want It All
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
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)
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)
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
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)
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
10.I Want It All(Remix)
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'
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
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
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
Chorus (x2)
11.My Momma (Ola Mae)
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
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
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
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
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？
We gotta keep it like that, we gotta keep it groovin
12.Outro(I Want It All)
13.We Got That
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
Yo, yo, 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'ma 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 life, we airborne
Uh, 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
In the '99
14.Why Oh Why
This nigga to give it all to me with the cut
＊door knocking＊
Get the door
Yo wassup？ what you need？
Hmm？ yeah
I'm out
Hop in the '6-3 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 2-1 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 (come
on)
Young gunnin, tortured, no need to be punished (yeah)
All we have of the system is big cabbage
Lifestyles is lavish, livin my life from dallas
It 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
Chorus： daz singing
Why oh why, why oh why, why oh why
Do we live in dangerous lives？
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 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
Chorus：
Why oh why, why oh why, why oh why
Do we live in dangerous lives？
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 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-up
Scrapin from the flo' up to the ceilin, the fo's bust
For my children to grow
We live to let go, nigga
Chorus／outro：
Why oh why, why oh why, why oh why
Do we live in dangerous lives？
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 just the gangsta life we live
Why oh why, why oh why, why oh why
Do we live in dangerous lives？
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 just the gangsta life we live, we live, we live
15.World Wide Ryders
(chorus x2)
If you wanna dip with me, trip with me, get rich with me
Then you a world wide rider (rider)
You a world wide rider (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
(chorus x2 - k-bar)
If you wanna dip with me, trip with me, get rich with me
Then you a world wide rider (rider)
You a world wide rider (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
(chorus x2)
If you wanna dip with me, trip with me, get rich with me
Then you a world wide rider (rider)
You a world wide rider (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
(chorus x4)
If you wanna dip with me, trip with me, get rich with me
Then you a world wide rider (rider)
You a world wide rider (rider)
16.You Never Know
(snoop)
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(sky)
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
When you're gonna go, no
(chorus)
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
(warren g)
＞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'ma 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 me
Is like me without you
Keep it true
And stay down for your grips
Homies and licks staying tight
Like this
You never know
(chorus)
(phats bossi)
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
(chorus til fades)
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