1.Annie Mae
Warren g-
1, 2 buckle my shoe,
3, 4 we gotta hit the store,
5, 6 back in the mix,
7, 8 warren g and nate,
Nate dogg-
Bang to the boogy say up jump the boogy
To the rhythm of the boogidy beat
I dont love no hoes they know so they don't be fuckin wit me
Warren g-
A long time ago i met annie mae
She was killing me softly like everyday
Penetentiary steel, was stickin for real
Blockbustin through the walls
Now i'm makin housecalls
Nate dogg-
I thought i'd met a lot of scandalous women, and then i met
annie mae
Got a thin big butt like steel
But she didn't have a place to stay
Warren g-
She was shackin at mine and shackin at his
Blowin my socks, tellin his biz
Nate dogg this and nate dogg that
213 skirt, and we stay intact
So i told the homey nate don't be mislead
Ain't no fun if the homey can't shake a leg
So i went to the house and knocked on the door
And guess who it was, annie mae you h-o
(chorus)
I once knew a trick named annie mae (annie mae)
(i once met a bitch named annie mae)
I once knew a trick named annie mae (annie mae)
I once knew a trick named annie mae
Nate dogg-
Remember yesterday i asked you baby have i seen you somewhere
before
With just one look, the pussy was took
Cuz i make music that you adore
Now i'm not sure and i might be trippin
But in 94 i heard a song
It ain't no fun unless the homeys can come
So warren g put a condom on
Warren g-
Now nate you know me and i know you
I got rubbers, gin and socco(？) too
So lets do the do, on how we do,
Never my boot, just a freak that i knew
Chorus
Warren g-
Annie mae, annie mae, you ran out of time
Warren g and nate dogg blew your mind
Cuz if you trickin wit him
You trickin wit me, you trickin wit the 2 1 muthafuckin 3
I came from rags to riches
Trustin no snitches
Thats how we do on 9 c i x bitches
Buck em, fuck em, and put em in the trash
And jump in the 600 benz and dash
Nate dogg-
Hold up warren before you go just a couple things i got to say
Are you goin home, i wanna be alone
You need to take this... home
Chorus x3
2.Back Up
(now, now go)
You got me fucked up
(why？)
Cuz i'm a bad muthafucka and you can't understand me
(chorus)
Mcs dont know how we puts it down
K-9 and p-c from east to north town
We be bound by honor, or whoever wants to step
So either ya keep on steppin or we takes ya automatic weapon
Nigga back up, see i came to stack up
Bodies like hits, whats that
You wanted to act up, and diss the click
A sister, put my niggaz up wetted the grave
You wanted to get richer, so offer your beats that made by fade
Cascade, because yo ass is soapy
Mr. locc you wanna be mr. low key
When yo ass used to be low key
You know me so act like you know my click
And i'm an assist to kick the shit that you and md could never
get with
And speakin of md, another nigga that used to be from my click
Act like he double to down, but when it go down, go down he
splits
This is strictly for all of y'all niggaz that diss me
Y'all think y'all skills is up to par well stars come out and
get me
Now we got these niggaz out on the streets, and a place to lay
my gun？
I guess you could say that i got hostess, in more ways than one
Y'all keep clickin and clickin, my chips continue to stack up？
But while you dissin and dissin i'm a tell you niggaz to back up
cuz
(chorus) x2
Mcs dont know how we puts it down
K-9 and p-c from east to north town
We be bound by honor, or whoever wants to step
So either ya keep on steppin or we takes ya automatic weapon
(hey k-9 what about mad dog)
Well let that nigga loose
No better yet just let the dog loose
So he could fetch, goin to vegas to see what he catch
Ain't gonna be no cases
Just tell him what he faces and watch him snitch
While i lay up in vegas
Its either the raiders or the switch so he did
Switched over like electric shocks
Moms got on pregnant static
So they suspected pops
Did they know about me
Mr. k-9 see, clicksta in deep, in your mama's panties
Did they know that i was bangin it
Where at, oh your daddy's bread be back
Now she's pregnant and i ain't claimin it
Your husband's cryin cuz he feels like a chump
What, your son is fit to die and he ain't nuthin but a punk huh
She can't sayin nuthin cuz she needs my support？
But not for the child see the hooker's tryin to take him to
court
And i'm a body like jah
But accept with mo mil
We probably wasmeant for each other
Cuz we two niggaz they gave us both jams
(chorus) x2
Mcs dont know how we puts it down
K-9 and p-c from east to north town
We be bound by honor, or whoever wants to step
So either ya keep on steppin or we takes ya automatic weapon
So when the east is in the(when the north is in the house)
Back up, back up
So when the west is in the(when the south is in the house)
Back up, back up
So when the east is in the(when the north is in the house)
Back up, back up
So when the west is in the(when the south is in the house)
Back up, back up
So my click is in the (when da click is in the house)
Back up, back up
So when k-9 is in the (when k-9 is in the house)
Back up, back up
So when p-c is in the (when p-c is in the house)
Back up, back up
When warren g is in the (when warren g is in the house)
Back up, back up
(chorus) x4
Mcs dont know how we puts it down
K-9 and p-c from east to north town
We be bound by honor, or whoever wants to step
So either ya keep on steppin or we takes ya automatic weapon
3.Can You Feel It
Lbc d-e-f-g
I'm h-i off j's bellin in a t-shirt and blue jeans
Well few dreams ever come true
Well some do, so nigga say (i'm from the beach too)
Long beach city g's funkin
And its a pity who many we's punk and drunk
In a hotel lobby at a town near you
Housekeeper's high, and drinkin beer too
Cleared through the nite
My niggaz movin with the skirts
In the boxes, houseshoes, and slingshot t-shirts
Its gettin late, i'm runnin out of gas
So warren g tryin to see whats up on some ass
Really doe, y'all enjoyed the show, good
But what you know about these long beach boys in the hood
Should anything go wrong and niggaz act shitty
Remember fool this is long beach city, punk
(chorus)
Can you feel it
Can you feel it
Can you feel it
Can you feel it
Well it was boring until warren g came on the scene
Put the g-funk with the gangsta lean
Its been about 2, is he comin through？
I dropped this one just to show you i'm true
People say warren where'd you get that speech
In the sandy city right down by the beach
Speak, dont speak on, if you wanna speak on
If you wanna get yo groove on, loc on
To the fullest, bounce rock skate,
A new time, a new rhyme, legislate
Thats how we do it in the s-i-x
Lbc, 213, and we straight shit at the next
So lets party hearty like lodi dodi
We punkin yo city you betta ask somebody
Cuz if you dont, we ain't showin no pity
More bounce to the ounce and we rockin yo city
(chorus)
From city to city and state to state
This dj gonna regulate
So playa hate if you want to, i dont give a fuck
I'm still g-dubb and i'm subbin in my truck so good luck
And have a nice trip
We got y'all town locked down like a vice grip
I'm on the dice tip, shootin c-notes
A dollar and the bones hollerin g-oats
Cuz we quotes, them gangsta raps
That ya'll paid for, and we banks the snaps
We perhaps, if you could see what i see
Then you might be gettin paid like this nigga warren g
So fee, fie, foe, i'm from, the lb to the c nigga dont act dumb
Outta site, outta mind, so where y'all gonna put us
Warren g and the twinz and my girls five footaz
(chorus) x2
4.I Shot The Sheriff
,chorus--
I shot the sheriff
,chorus--
Verse one：
I had to shoot the sheriff it was justifiable
He mistaked me for somebody who was liable
For all tha many murders l.a and war fields
We keep makin war shields
Streets keep souls
Young brothers loose control
I seem to maintain through this
Watch where ya kick it they'll put you in a twist
And it aint nobody like my down ass hommie
And tha police always tryin to pin some bullshit on me
I keep away from fools
They do crime and it attracts cops
Cops got guns and cuffs
And cells to stuff you in
,chorus--
Verse two：
They tryin' to stick with some bullshit that i did not do
You know who
The boys in blue
There they go with they assumpitons
Slaverys over let us have somethin'
Why you wanna pull me over？
Cuz i'm bumpin？
I just made a new song
My profession is music
Your profession is protection with gats
Then use it on him when he's tryin' to take my life away
I'm just tryin' to live my life today
So i keep away from fools they do crime it attract cops
Cops got guns and cuffs
And cells to stuff you in
,chorus--
Verse three：
I shot the sheriff
I didn't shoot the deputiy i didn't have to
Cuz in this game they always tryin' to blast you
And leave it to tha cops to find out who did the murder
They harrase tha wrong clan and arrest tha wrong man
The hommie day-dog got strapped but thats okay
Cuz i'm gonna work for life
So he can see another day
A hommies a hommie
A fake is a snake
Straight game from tha pen from tha hommie jake
So i keep away from fools they do crime it attract cops
Cops got guns and cuffs
And cells to stuff you in
5.Reality
I don't know why they mad at me
They can't catch me but still they after me
When we deal face to face, is a tragedy
You ask why i got my gun they might blast at me
Real niggaz, real shit, reality
Who gives a fuck if you niggaz is mad at me
Fuck around with warren g its a tragedy
Real niggaz, real shit, reality
Warren g top dog
Patrollin the beach
Niggaz say they as hard as bitch
But they're as soft as a peach
Claimin the g of all g's
Please
I come blowin through like the breeze
Sittin on threes
Post it
Coastin mashing down pacfic coastin
The bomb chrome rims black on black yukon
With nuts hangin' from the city
Where the bangers is being banging
It dont seem like shit is changing
I holla'd at the homey the other day
G'ded up at the park sippin alisah
One of the homeys took a beaten
So now we spend at being a gang
Of checking at the meetin like cycles repeatin
It's just another sunset fall in sea
I can here the homeys in the past callin me
And you know what i discovered
What they keep saying
Keep your mind on your money
Muthafuckers and shake busters
Chorus
Have you ever sold millions
But yet you niggaz persist to talk shit
Get of my dick
You never catch me slipping
Rollin with the heat
Slap the clip in
I never thought the world would started trippin
My life is a trip, though
Hit the crip though
Blow the whistle
They think i banged
So i packed a pistol
Warren to tha g is a g
I don't fuck with you nigga
So don't fuck with me
Let's ride to the east side
Slide like a fo
I packs a fo-fo
When i'm steppin out doors
To the bang to the buggy
If i speak then i spoke
Warren g do it every time to you locc
Get the party beat like blaze and smoke
The east side and the beach
West side of the coast
You know the niggaz that i ride with
Hogs, attack dogs
The same niggaz i'm down to die with muthafucka
Chours
Who's the man
I've been from london to japan
Stomp land to land
To the egyptian sands
You can't check me
Dis-respect me
Or mop me up
With the base bumpin' out my truck
And all these police trying to lock me up
Money rules the world
And i made the loot
So don't make me shoot
Cuz trying to mash
Will get you done every time
I ain't trying to hurt nobody
But i'm down for mine
Chorus
6.Reel Tight Intro
＊the group reel tight in background＊
Warren g： check this out, this is
Warren g, chillin' wit' my homeboys
Reel tight.
That's how we doin' it all night.
So, screw your wig on tight,
Smoke a joint,
Take a shit,
Cause we gonna rock this
Motherfucker tonight.
(laughs)
Warren g： be-itch (echoes)
7.Relax Your Mind
Its that nigga gz wheez
Back for the 9-c
I ex sippin on the yak so people wanna know whats next
Ain't nuthin changed, another day a new time
With this uptempo beat with the g-funk rhyme
Regulatin state to state, coast to coast
Its all about the call of greens, yak, lets toast
Cuz its a ballin society
I try to be the dopest i can be in this industry
But you dont hear me
I think ya betta, i think ya betta
Cuz when i, get it goin on i ain't gonna let up
I set up, the g-funk family and we
Funkin up the industry until eternity
Its alright with you if its alright with me,
We'll get down to the sounds of the lbc
Chorus： repeat 2x
Relax your mind, your mind, your mind
Relax your mind and let your conscious be freein you down
To the sounds of the warren g
It ain't easy bein gz
But the lifestyle i chose, the status to which i rose
The doors, i open, i'm loccin, i'm scopin
Through the eyes of the g child
I see many try to duplicate the lbc style
But it ain't even happenin like that
I was time i had to make a comeback
And get mine, you know i'm genuine
Been in motion with the potion with snoop since 89
Devotion is the key for me so,
Relax your mind and let your conscious be free
The homey just touched down, foolin wit a pound
Put yo gun down, so you can walk a safe ground
Chorus： repeat 2x
I know it's been hard on you for about two, so
I had to relax your mind, i thought you knew
Ain't nothin but a long beach party
With yo hands in the air, with the twist of coke and bacardi
All the homeys around and the slingshot t-shirts
Skirts wit the baby fat it'll work
Pass me the indosmoke and get locced
From the beach to the bay, makin them sway
Like the ocean in motion, we coastin
Relax your mind and keep floatin (floatin, floatin, floatin)
And walk a safe ground
Chorus： repeat 6x
8.Ricky ＆ G-child
Ricky：say man, how many lumps do you want？
- whatchou mean how many lumps i want？
G-child：say man, i'm gonna lump you right upside your funk. man!
Ricky：you lump me, i'ma lump yo ass right back.
- man, well you better do yo thing then, cause i'm bringin' the
real.
9.Ricky In Church
Good evening, morning, afternoon, wherever, whosenever,
Whatsenever, we wouldn't give a damn.
We want to welcome you back into the house
Of g-funk.
Hmm？ that's right.
Since we last left ya, we had went international.
And one thing we noticed about everywhere we went,
It's a whole lotta folk funkin',
And don't know what the funk they funkin' wit.
Huh？
Look out there now. we came to bring it.
10.Smokin' Me Out
Ron isley-
If you wanna be with me, yeah, let me hear you say warren g,
warren g
If you wanna be with me, well well well, let me hear you say
warren g,
Warren g
Warren g-
Smokin me out to the finish, i thought you knew,
I thought they knew, who was up in this,
Ron isley, i's be warren g,
Baby said would ya please come roll deep,
Chocolate thai, i said i,
Got the hennessey chaser, skirt you look fly
Peepin them lips, hittin two finger sips,
On the 710 freeway, i straight dips
Wit a fat one rolled up to puff
I'm ready to hit it and i won't quit it until i get enough
Tokin nothing but the bomb thats without no doubt,
As she twist up another split she's straight smokin me out
(chorus) ron isley-
She's smokin me out, smokin me out
Smokin me out, smokin me out,
Oh she's smokin me out with the homey's love
Warren g-
I slinkin while i'm thinkin just how good it is,
To do it how we do it in the hood i live,
Passin homies on the block, gettin major respect,
And by then y'all the hen dog is taken effect,
Never panic hit atlantic then i banked to right
Pulled straight nellin b's order steak and rice,
With the gravy, baby gets the shrimps and fries,
I'm diggin on her figure as i glimpse her thighs,
She's satisfied, i left the tip and dipped to get back
To twist another zag and to grab a six pack,
She went back, so we proceed to parlay,
Everything is lovely and we doin it always
(chorus) x2
This ain't no love ballad,
But see baby i gots to have it,
When i see that bomb i grab it, cuz its a habit,
So dont come with that toe down stretch,
I ain't stressin, long beach baby keep smokin me out, she
learned a lesson,
Floatin high as a kite as i chill and lay low,
Bumpin time is collected, sunday nights on the radio
Oh, i forgot, how lit i was, crazy glued to the seat
Dog said she need,
So conversation ain't needed,
When she know that i'm weeded,
Headin to the hotel to regulate it and beat it
I exhaled, i seen a cloud of smoke,
I banged it to the boogie by my head and got locced
(chorus) x6
11.Star Trek Intro
Beeping of alert signal.
Ensign： captain, the transporters ready.
Captain： that's hip. lieutenant marvin, what is the condition
Of the planets surface？
Marvin： it is difficult to be precise. however, my instruments
Indicate a condition of extreme rigor mortis, spreading rapidly
Throughout the population. highly illogical, captain.
Captain：a bunch of stiffs, huh？ well, set coordinates for, ah,
Chocolate city, and have a landing party of nine men beam down
Immiediately, with phasers set on funk-funk!
12.To All D.j.'s
Hey this is radio station shake that ass
And i wanna see that ass shakin
Toppin the charts today we got a world a premiere from dj warren
g,
Hey dj
I never crash and wreck
Yeah best i smash on that
Wit my apparatus in these sacks
We bring the cash in these checks
Gz its easy can you feel me
I thought you needs for she z
They never kill me, but at will see
I grip the illy with the really
And mcs could never twist me unless i was in their phillys
Come on really, i turn silly on billys
To big willys like tommy willis
Understand the last man standin like bruce willis
(chorus)
Hey dj lets play that song keep me dancin all night
Hey dj lets play that song keep me dancin all night
Dont let it end till you let it begin,
We want yo hands in the air cuz we back again
With hershey l-o double c doe, funk by the kilo
And we know, how to keep it on the g low
Incognito, from the beach to puerto rico
I rolls the dice and my nigga plays c-low
Warren g doe, search the lethal like chico
And nowadays with ways like car lethal
Funk to kito, my weapons too lethal
I'm checkin on my mic there's no equal to my sequel
Okay party people to the people the people the people the people
and the playaz
(chorus)
Hey dj lets play that song keep me dancin all night
Hey dj lets play that song keep me dancin all night
From night to day, day to night it stay on
We holla hey dj now won't you play that song
Like teddy oh nah he ain't dead
We gots tah gots tah wake everybody sleepin in bed
Cuz if you sleep, you slippin, you creep you creppin
As we sweep you get swept if you ask whats next
You know how my coke in my hindu, you at the venue
To be continued, you know we first up on this menu
(chorus)
Hey dj lets play that song keep me dancin all night
Hey dj lets play that song keep me dancin all night
Now as my pen, begin to let loose again
The bullets like duck, duck, goose, stuck
In the middle of a frame, buck, wit a little bit a game, stuck
And its a muthafuckin shame
But i'm still here to maintain and run thangs
As the day gets clearer, i'm lookin in my rear view mirror
And i hear a, nigga that i used be down with
A nigga that i used to clown with
And get around with, fuck the pound shit
They dont make niggaz like they used to
I remember marley in the juice crew
Thats why i stay down with lbc days
It ain't easy
Okay party people to the people the people the people the people
and the playaz
Chorus： repeat 3x
Hey dj lets play that song keep me dancin all night
Hey dj lets play that song keep me dancin all night
13.Transformers
Microphone check one two uh
And you don't stop
Microphone check one two uh
And ya don't quit
Microphone check one two one two
Let me clear my throat so i can do what i gotta do
It's expresso, mandle that i'm stacked
Niggaz, tryin to corner the market but i'm back
Bang to the boogie, and boogie to the bang
It's g-funk for life sewing up everything
Little locs, pay attention
Do i or should i have to mention
44 ways where the grass is greener
From og to bg is a misdemeanor
St. mary's hospital, 10：20 am
On the street called atlantic is where i began
Ola may, uh, thats my lady, she made me
On a street under the bridge called hill, thats where she raised
me
(chorus 4x)
Transformers, busters in disguise
I say chitty chitty bang bang
Brothers wanna gang bang
Tryin to represent but dont know about the gang thang
21st where it all begun
Begun us on the corner with the homies havin fun
I was a youngsta, peepin from the other corner
Seeing sets in the air with big arms now i wanna
Be like them, and act like them
And stack like them and try to mack like them
Shit, its hard being warren g from the lb
And like the g's before, you know me
So i'm a stay down, for the eastside
Not like you busters, transformers in disguise
Chorus
One to twenty-one, and you know i ain't gonna stall
I gotta give it up with the homie roll call
Og cry baby, and the homie big roc
Mooch on the side with the stockin can ride
Big sugar mama, flee bag and
Lady roe guard and marathon they og see
Salt lake crew got little shorty charlotte,
But back to louis with t-bone is where i started,
Livin in the back in a little pink shack
If you know like i know then bounce to this track
Cerritos bounce to this
21st bounce to this
I said lewis bounce to this
Salt lake bounce to this
Under the bridge bounce to this
Elm st. bounce to this
710 bounce to this
P-a-c's bounce to this
Mlk bounce to this
Locc st. bounce to this
1-9 bounce to this
20th bounce to this
Lemon bounce to this
(fades)
14.We Brings Heat
G-child-
Playaz, playettes, macks, trues, wannabes
All you muthafuckaz, we gonna kick it like this,
For the trues
Jah skills-
Yeah this crew was tight, went from planning dreams
Now we rockin mics, gettin shit right, stayin on beat,
And servin this heat, through yo streets, jealous hoes peep,
But me, i dont sleep
So you know i catch you watchin
While they comin with drama, i'm blockin and steady knockin
The post is won out the box, it dont stop, hittin our areas and
shakin up spots
Warren g-
I'm bakin blocks in four wheel motion
Everywhere i look i see 21 ones floatin (21st street!)
Then i made a stop at the p-a-c's
Wassup y'all？ you seen tripp l-o double c, now,
I'm headin to the back where the homeys is posted,
Niggaz on gat in case plat wanna get roasted
But you know how that go, in the city of snakes, fakes, hmm and
bitch brakes
I shakes, back to the topic called heat,
My beat, your treat, can't nobody fuck wit me,
Cuz i'm known from cali to rome,
We brings heat, so now its on
Chorus 2x
Bring heat to the table and play your cards right
My crew got heat we got game air tight
Knee-hi-
Through thick and thin, see we like kin
And it wont stop no matter what happens,
Man you not knowin, who's tops they be blowin
I brings heat, independant and i will release,
The ultraviolet, bangin beats for the pilot,
Got the sky lit now who really wanna try it,
Its warm when we swarm, your area gonna get torn,
And a job that work g funk in the purest form,
For what its worth, i'm a let you know,
I'm hyperactive for those who react too slow, all alone
My fleets movin fast, hand in hand with the aftermath,
My skills was built to last
Wayniac-
Forever in a day, but some days we gotta trip,
Throwin lics for grits, steady stackin our chips,
The money clips dont fit, now is it the way we dip on,
These and those, mo gs and hoes, i assumes on a mission, (on a
mission)
Conditions ain't the same got the average nigga wishin, but
still missin,
The simple facts it ain't like that,
Turn the tables when the label dont react, its wayniac
Chorus 2x
Jah skillz-
Too much clout i'm havin so niggaz be grabbin at my wealth,
At test a math, set them back on the shelf,
They say we love your skills, i'm good for your health,,
My lifeline droppin the dime on them like a stealth bomb,
Will calm a nigga down with my one round,
Suppose they act up, my back up's involved now,
Gfcs included, my crew is undisputed,
Heavyweight champs, known for blowin out yo amps
Trip locc-
I had patience but now i'm anxious,
Lurkin like a cat on the deal with my sack,
I know somebody watchin the locc,
Can't stop cuz it just start poppin please,
I gots tah have it like mickey d's,
Over 60 billion served rollin on the daily,
Can't tell me shit put it in and i won't notice,
Me and my niggaz nothin but that top notch,
Long beach postin up the road blocks,
You can't go through, or around, you gotta turn back,
I'm gettin turned back, ridahs and killaz that dont play that,
Known to bring it on when it pop, missions to clock,
Stages to rock, when i'm done lounge at the spot
Chorus repeats to fade
15.What We Go Through
(whats up warren g？)
Whats happenin？ i'm just chillin, you know
Checkin my game you dig, you know
Trippin off these fools around the situation, you know its like
that
I went from hustlin and slangin to bustin and bangin
I got to keep it real, so fuck not cursin when i'm sangin
Now let me tell y'all about this shit, went down the other nite
Me and the doggs see some niggaz, just caught up in da hype
Tryin to ride and get by like da fbi
Cause we know bout them hk's, they right outside
But we never knew y'all had a clue bout what we go through
So tell how the fuck could you speak on my crew
I went from dirt to large work like boatloads of keys
It's hard work and it hurts to live life on ya knees
So god please have a lil mercy on my soul
What my eyes see my mind think my hand should hold
The outcome of these actions warm hearts turn cold
Lil snake tryin to blast me wit the gun he stole
We hang out, banged out, same route as the day before
Blessed wit perception, but don't know how my days a go
Could see my nigga hittin wit some pay, a few days ago
Blaze up a flow, sit watch my paper grow
Cautious, in case niggaz wanna cross this
But they can't cross me, i'm way too flossy
Out here makin millions
All in wit the villians
Let's turn these millions to trillions
I've seen it all pop slow unfold, and go
Now it's time to get mo' dough, ya know
I play unda tha wrath a thunder
Electric shocks hot as da summer
More foul than funner, gun ya
In the open range, man it seems strange
Even sometimes deranged inside my brain
I hold the key, identify then flee
Every mc close to me
Cause i'm supposed to be all in wit my chips (nigga)
I'm all in with the crips and bloods
Grips for thugs, i nudge
The homey on his shoulda, cuz every day i'm gettin older
As the world turns and gets colder
Laid back i shot me sumpin, perfec from dynamic, bangin g-funk
Well i moved from the east to the west
Word on the street, niggaz wanna test
But these mc's, is scared to buck
Plus they talk too much and smoke too many blunts
You fuckin rookies
Sweet as mr. smith's cookies
Ya hate me one minute and tha next ya wanna buck me
He sent a hoe, in the back seat of my fo'
While ya goin back to cali, watch how you flow
Now ya know, about this warren g era
G-funk terror, look into tha mirror
And what you see is the don of the company
(warren g, warren, warren, warren's to tha g)
You still see, what i see
All of the homies in the lb
Sittin back, and we makin the cash
Warren g, perfec, hershey locc and bad ass
(chorus) x2
And we never knew you had clue of what we go through
So how in tha fuck could y'all speak of our crew
Ya thought this, ya thought that, we thought y'all should laid
back
Yeah it's like that,for me it's like that
Sittin back,and we makin the cash
It's warren, perfec, hershey loc and bad ass
Sittin back,and we makin the cash
It's warren, perfec, hershey loc and bad ass
Ya know what i'm sayin warren g
With my homeboy from the pound hershey locc
And the homey perfec, ya know what i'm sayin and mr. badass
And thats how we doin it fool, yeah
We ain't bangin on wacks nigga, we doin it like we should be
fool,
Yeah
16.Young Fun
He young, he young, he young, he young,
She young, she young, she young, she young,
He young, he young, he young, he young,
She young, she young, she young, she young
I hit the 21 blocks each and every day
Niggaz peepin they shoulders in each and every way
No sweat, cuz if i sweat it
I stay true to the game, so i'm not gonna let it
Take control of me, fool you can roll with me
From og to og you can reminisce with me
About the hutch, about the milk bowl,
Two dee took a bank left knockin fools out on
It was me baby boppa and the homey tic
All my folks locked down, gotta make it legit
So i'm a spit, and keep my spittin straight real
I know that you can feel penetentiary steel
Locked down all around for the homies touchin down
When my rags get out you walk a safe ground (walk a safe ground)
Cuz i'm a let them ride killah
You betta stay inside and keep yo shit on yo side nigga
Set trippin wit me
Because what i see is greenery, and thats all i see
As the day gets older, dont tweak, take a look over your
shoulder
(chorus) x2
Young, dumb, full of fun
Dum diddy dum diddy you'll get done
Livin this life
I can't help but dis my dream
Maybe since west anthems(？) i want to roll a beam
Clean, but only had to be a mex
Now hopefully that 850 lookin spiffy, will come next
I bounced to 120 and figueroa
Yeah, my house posted across from the store
Just like that hit by the drive way and park in the back
1986 fools is known to jack
Around this click of the hood you found no punks
Many gang bangers, dope fiends and drunks
I learned, bunny hops, still rocks and cops
I ran out of boys with toys
And nights sees on hot days
Just apple sticks on death
Rc cola to break a sweat
Now i bet that everybody's comin up
If you turnin the wrong street
Lie you bout to get stuck
Now what
(chorus)
I ain't no muthaufuckin murdera (nigga) i'm a killah
Cuz murderers get life nigga and killaz keep killin
I'd ratha die with my eyes open
So i can see how these muthafuckaz wanna do me
They set me free bullet loco head with the beat what
And these niggaz know they have to retreat when i speak
The younger dumb wanna have some fun
And drinkin liqour way before the age of 21
So how you figure that'll never put in work for that hood he
love
You never paid him no attention so who should he love
And to keep a strap on him or a phat sack on him
And some bomb but be patrollin the hood
Ran a hoe's name through the mud
And these crooked's stick a strap in your mouth, without a doubt
Thats the reason got lost and turned out
He shoulda keep patient
But you was still money chasin
A double life is what that young nigga facin
And all because he was
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