Warren G Unreleased Songs

1.Nobody Does It Better

Lyricist：Warren Griffen, Nathaniel Hale

Nobody does it better
Nobody does it better
Nobody does it better
Nobody does it better

They can come closer than close, yeah
Original, they never will be
We bumpin' from coast to coast, yeah, yeah
We just tryin' make you see
Nobody does it better

I'm sittin' here trippin', my mind is blocked
Nate Dogg just spit it, so it's time to cock
No one can do it better like this 2 man crew
They say we're one hit quitters, so what cha'll gonna do？

Always into somethin', that's my name
Only out for money, hey 'cause that's the game
People always ask me why I'm out for scratch
He who has the most is he who won the match

Strike one, me and Nate Dogg is a match
Strike two, leave 'em standing still in their tracks
Strike three, you can call us 213
It's the L and the B that makes me act like a G

My exhibition started back in '93
No one, nobody listenin' but Warren and me
To all the nonbelievers, now I bet you see
Nobody does it better than me

They can come closer than close, yeah
Original, they never will be
We bumpin' from coast to coast, yeah, yeah
We just tryin' make you see
Nobody does it better

They call me DJ and the spark plug keepin' it licked
There is no accident for these platinum hits
So when we make it to show love, bangin' in your club
Hangin' with your thugs, givin' up G love

Do you remember back on the East side？
When all of us niggas used to love to ride
We didn't care what we did
Time was nothing to us, we were just kids

Times are different now but you still get stuck
I'm not a kid no more, I just don't give a fuck
So if you think you really wanna step to me
Keep this is mind, nobody does it better than me

They can come closer than close, yeah
Original, they never will be
We bumpin' from coast to coast, yeah, yeah
We just tryin' make you see
Nobody does it better

Wow, make you say go now
Hot rap singles on the charts now
Got a baby, so I'm breakin' hearts now
On your mark, get set, it starts now

All you pimp playin' hustlers, now ya know
You can't keep me out once you crack the door
Either join a team or it's best you flee
Nobody does it better than me

They can come closer than close, yeah
Original, they never will be
We bumpin' from coast to coast, yeah, yeah
We just tryin' make you see
Nobody does it better

Nobody does it better
Nobody does it better


2.Regulate

Warren G F／ Nate Dog
G：
It was a clear black night, a clear white moon
Warren G. was on the streets, trying to consume
some skirts for the eve, so I can get some funk
just rollin in my ride, chillin all alone

Nate：
Just hit the Eastside of the LBC
on a mission trying to find Mr. Warren G.
Seen a car full of girls ain't no need to tweak
all you skirts know what's up with 213

G：
So I hooks a left on the 2-1 and Lewis
some brothas shootin dice so I said 'Let's do this'
I jumped out the ride, and said 'What's up？'
some brothas pulled some gats so I said 'I'm stuck.'

Nate：
Since these girls peepin me I'ma glide and swerve
these hookers lookin so hard they straight hit the curb
Won'tcha think of better things than some horny tricks
I see my homey and some suckers all in his mix

G：
I'm gettin jacked, I'm breakin myself
I can't believe they taking Warren's wealth
they took my rings, they took my rolex
I looked at the brotha said 'Damn, what's next？'

Nate：
They got my homey hemmed up and they all around
ain't none of them seeing if they going straight pound for pound
They wanna come up real quick before they start to clown
I best pull out my strap and lay them busters down

G：
They got guns to my head
I think I'm going down
I can't believe this happenin' in my own town
If I had wings I would fly
let me contemplate
I glanced in the cut and I see my homey Nate

Nate：
Sixteen in the clip and one in the hole
Nate Dogg is about to make some bodies turn cold
now they droppin and yellin '
it's a tad bit late
Nate Dogg and Warren G. had to regulate

I laid all them busters down
I let my gat explode
now I'm switching my mind back into freak mode
if you want skirts sit back and observe
I just left a gang of ho's over there on the curb

G：
Now Nate got the freaks
and that's a known fact
before I got jacked I was on the same track
back up back up cause it's on
N-A-T-E and me
the Warren to the G.

Nate：
Just like I thought
they were in the same spot
in need of some desperate help
the Nate Dogg and the G-child
were in need of something else
one of them dames was sexy as hell
I said 'ooo I like your size.'
she said 'my car's broke down and you sing real nice,
would ya let me ride？'
I got a car full of girls and it's going real swell
the next stop is the Eastside Motel

G：
I'm tweaking
into a whole new era
G-Funk
step to this
I dare ya
Funk
on a whole new level

Nate：
the rhythm is the bass and the bass is the treble

G：
Chords
Strings
We brings
Melody
G-Funk
where rhythm is life
and life is rhythm

Nate：
If you know like I know
you don't wanna step to this
It's the G-Funk era
funked out with a gangsta twist
if you smoke like I smoke
then you high like everyday
and if your ass is a buster
2-1-3 will regulate


3.Party We Will Throw Now!

Warren G, Nate Dogg ＆ Game

As I travel this lonely gangster road
Just me and my negroes
We still got bomb hydro
We just double independent
And the night falls that's when young girls go home
Big girls put on small clothes
A party we will throw
A party we will throw now

All I need is the chronic to keep me fit
A bad bitch, a project apartment and 2 pits
Red chucks of red big to keep my kush lit
Thank god for what I get but never really needed shit
I'm a hustler nigga, that's how I got this red Bentley
Slay the competition and told them that Dre sent me
Walk in the smoke like what up loc
Cause one always got that bomb dot com that make me choke
We gonna twist up, 8 for Nate blow the smoke through the clouds
And hopes that it reaches the pearly gates
Now, how many niggas wanna throw up a dub
And be surrounded by the baddest bitches up in the club yeah
It's the math blood, sixes on the ave cuz
Phantom got your girl pussy wetter than my bath tub
Fuck her all night, wake her up at 6
Lil mama grab your shit, get ghost

As I travel this lonely gangster road
Just me and my negroes
We still got bomb hydro
We just double independent
And the night falls that's when young girls go home
Big girls put on small clothes
A party we will throw
A party we will throw now

Click clack what up, zig zag run up
Nic nac paddie whack, twisting up a fat sack
Tic tac toe up, I be in them streets like an intersection
I got connection, from every section
Critical, political, it's killer Cal'
Roll it up, now pass that shit around
My mental is cynical, original
Thinking you could see us
I'm like nigga how？
I'm in that diamond lane, I'm in that diamond chain
Glissing and glowing, I'm sipping liquor I'm blowing zippers my
nigga I'm on one
I'm pushing the zone up, I'm sitting up, my pistol shining my
chrome up
My nigga Game got the gun load
One shot mix a nigga brain like some gumbo, oh, oh
All that tough talk nigga, what for？
Shut your scary ass up at the front door


Could nobody diss my nigga, damn I miss my nigga
Pour out a little liquor, big Nate Dogg nigga 213
From the city by the sea, where the G's ride,
Turn around baby let me listen to the b-side
Slap that, tap that, after that, east side
As I travel this road I see the street sign
Ready for whatever, Berrettas you know I keep mine

Mr L-B, C-P-T nigga we be, OG to BG, that's what we be, killer
(what？)
Cali-forni-a, eh, know the strap, hop into the six stray Snoop,
what up loc
I'm headed to the east side, G ride throwing up everything but
the peace sign
Gold Daytonas, gangbang persona nigga trip, I'ma pop the top off
his Corolla


4.Ricky And G-Child

Warren G.


5.To All D.J.'s

Warren G.
Hey, this is radio station, Shake That Ass
And I wanna see that ass shakin'
Toppin' the charts today we got a world premiere
From DJ Warren G, hey DJ

I never crash and wreck
Yeah, best I smash on that
With my apparatus in these sacks
We bring the cash in these checks

Gz, it's 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
Now they understand the last man standin' like Bruce Willis

Hey DJ, let's play that song
Keep me dancin', dancin' all night, all night
Hey DJ, let's play that song
Keep me dancin', dancin' all night, all night

Don't let it end till you let it begin
We want your hands in the air 'cuz we back again
With Hershey LO 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-Lo
Warren G doe, search Polito like chico
And nowadays with the ways like Carlito

Funk the Kito, my weapons too lethal
I'm checkin' on the mic, there's no equal to the sequel
Okay party people to the people, the people
The people people, the people and the playaz

Hey DJ, let's play that song
Keep me dancin', dancin' all night, all night
Hey DJ, let's play that song
Keep me dancin', dancin' all night, 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', if you creep you creppin'
As we sweep you'll get swept if you ask what's next
You know how my coke in my hindu, you at the venue
To be continued, you know we first up on this menu

Hey DJ, let's play that song
Keep me dancin', dancin' all night, all night
Hey DJ, let's play that song
Keep me dancin', dancin' all night, all night

Now as my pen, begin to let loose again
The bullets like duck, duck, goose, stuck
In the middle of the frame, buck
With a little bit a game, stuck

And it's 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 don't 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 people, the people and the playaz

Hey DJ, let's play that song
Keep me dancin', dancin' all night, all night
Hey DJ, let's play that song
Keep me dancin', dancin' all night, all night

Hey DJ, let's play that song
Keep me dancin', dancin' all night, all night
Hey DJ, let's play that song
Keep me dancin', dancin' all night, all night

Hey DJ, let's play that song
Keep me dancin', dancin' all night, all night
Hey DJ, let's play that song
Keep me dancin', dancin' all night


6.Prince Igor

Warren G.
Chorus(？？？)
He is the Prince Igor, the Prince of Warriors.

Have you ever sold millions
But yet you niggas persist and talk shit
Get off my dick
You never catch me slipping
Rolling with the heat
Slap the clipping
I never thought the world'd start tripping
My lifes a trypto
Hit the crypto
Blow the whistle
They think I'll bang
So I pack a pistol
Warren to the G is a G
I don't fuck with you niggaz
So don't fuck with me
Lets ride
To the East Side
Slide like a pope
I packs a fo-fo
When I stepping out dough
To the bang to the booty
If I speak then I spoke
Warren G you do it every time to you lope
Get the party yeah
Like blazing smoke to the
East side of the beach, west side of the coast
？ Niggaz that I ride with hoes
Attack dogs the same niggaz are down to die ？

Chorus： (？？？)
He is the Prince Igor, the Prince of Warriors.

Whose the man
I've been from London to Japan
Stomp land to land
To give you chips and sand
You can't check me, disrespect me
And mock me up
With the base bumping 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
Cos trying to match you gets you done every time
I'm not trying to hurt nobody
But I'm down for mine
Biatch

Money over power, power over money, money over power
Biatch biatch

Chorus (？？？)
He is the Prince Igor, the Prince of Warriors,
(money over power, power over money, money over power...)

Repeat till fade


7.Ain't No Fun

Warren G.
You're back now at the jack-off hour this is DJ, Eazy Dick
On W-Balls, right now, somethin new, by Snoop Doggy Dogg
And this one goes out to the ladies, from all the guys
A big bow wow wow, cuz we gonna make it a little mystery
here tonight, this is DJ Eazy Dick, on the station that
slaps you across your fat ass, with a fat dick

Verse One： Nate Dogg

When I met you last night baby
Before you opened up your gap
I had respect for ya lady
But now I take it all back
Cause you gave me all your pussy
And ya even licked my balls
Leave your number on the cabinet
And I promise baby, I'll give ya a call
Next time I'm feelin kinda horny
You can come on over, and I'll break you off
And if you can't fuck, that day, baby
Just lay back, and open your mouth
Cause I have never
met a girl
That I love
in the whole wide world

Verse Two： Kurupt

Well, if Kurupt gave a fuck about a bitch I'd always be broke
I'd never have no motherfuckin indo to smoke
I gets loced and looney, bitch you can't Do Me
Do we like BBD, you hoochie groupie？
I have no love for hoes
That's somethin I learned in the pound
so how the fuck am I supposed
to pay this hoe, just to lay this hoe
I know the pussy's mines, I'ma fuck a couple more times
And then I'm through with it, there's nothing else to do with it
Pass it to the homie, now you hit it
Cause she ain't nuthin but a bitch to me
And y'all know, that bitches ain't shit to me
i gives a fuck, why don't y'all pay attention
Approach it with a different proposition, I'm Kurupt
Hoe you'll never be my only one, trick ass beeeitch!

Chorus： (repeat 4X)

It ain't no fun, if the homies can't have none

Verse Three： Snoop Doggy Dogg

Guess who back in the motherfuckin house
With a fat dick for your motherfuckin mouth
Hoes recognize, niggaz do too
Cuz when bitches get skanless and pull a voodoo
What you gon do？ You really don't know
So I'd advise you not to trust that hoe
Silly of me to fall in love with a bitch
Knowin damn well, I'm too caught up with my grip
Now as the sun rotates and my game grows bigger
How many bitches wanna fuck this nigga named Snoop
Doggy, I'm all the above
I'm too swift on my toes to get caught up with you hoes
But see, it ain't no fun, if my homies can't get a taste of it
Cause you know I don't love em

Verse Four： Warren G

Whoa!
Hey, now ya know, inhale, exhale with my flow
One for the money, two for the btiches
Three to get ready, and four to hit the switches
In my Chevy, six-fo' Rad to be exact
With bitches on my side, and bitches on back
So back up bitch cuz i'm strugglin, so get
off your knees and then start jugglin
these motherfuckin nuts in your mouth
It's me, Warren G the nigga with the clout
Whoo!

Chorus


8.Regulate

Warren G.
Regulators, we regulate any stealing of his property
And we damn good too but you can't be any geek off the street
Gotta be handy with the steel if you know what I mean
Earn your keep, regulators, mount up

It was a clear black night, a clear white moon
Warren G was on the streets, trying to consume
Some skirts for the eve, so I can get some funk
Just rollin' in my ride, chillin' all alone

Just hit the Eastside of the LBC
On a mission trying to find Mr. Warren G.
Seen a car full of girls ain't no need to tweak
All you skirts know what's up with 213

So I hooks a left on the 21 and Lewis
Some brothas shootin' dice so I said, 'Let's do this'
I jumped out the ride, and said, 'What's up？'
Some brothas pulled some gats so I said, 'I'm stuck'

Since these girls peepin' me, I'ma glide and swerve
These hookers lookin' so hard they straight hit the curb
Won'tcha think of better things than some horny tricks
I see my homey and some suckers all in his mix

I'm gettin' jacked, I'm breakin' myself
I can't believe they taking Warren's wealth
They took my rings, they took my Rolex
I looked at the brotha said, 'Damn, what's next？'

They got my homey hemmed up and they all around
Ain't none of them seeing if they going straight pound for pound
I gotta come up real quick before they start to clown
I best pull out my strap and lay them busters down

They got guns to my head, I think, I'm going down
I can't believe this happenin' in my own town
If I had wings I could fly, let me contemplate
I glanced in the cut and I see my homey Nate

Sixteen in the clip and one in the hole
Nate Dogg is about to make some bodies turn cold
Now they droppin' and yellin', it's a tad bit late
Nate Dogg and Warren G had to regulate

I laid all them busters down, I let my gat explode
Now I'm switching my mind back into freak mode
If you want skirts sit back and observe
I just left a gang of those over there on the curb

Now Nate got the freaks and that's a known fact
Before I got jacked, I was on the same track
Back up back up 'cause it's on
N A T E and me, the Warren to the G

Just like I thought, they were in the same spot
In need of some desperate help the Nate Dogg and the G-child
Were in need of something else one of them dames was sexy as
hell
I said 'Ooo I like your size'

She said, 'My car's broke down and you seem real nice
Would ya let me ride？'
I got a car full of girls and it's going real swell
The next stop is the Eastside Motel

I'm tweaking into a whole new era
G-Funk, step to this, I dare ya
Funk on a whole new level
The rhythm is the bass and the bass is the treble

Chords, strings
We brings melody
G-Funk, where rhythm is life
And life is rhythm

If you know like I know
You don't wanna step to this
It's the G-Funk era
Funked out with a gangsta twist

If you smoke like I smoke
Then you high like everyday
And if your ass is a buster
213 will regulate


9.We Want Yo Hands Up

Warren G.

Your musical evolution has ended. We control the sound.
Its time we all got down. We bring you electrofonic funk funk
funk funk.


We want yo hands in the air with yo mouth shut
with Hershey Locc on the mic and Warren G is on the cut
we make your heart beat, with Hershey Locc and Warren G

{Mr. Malik}

We make yo heart beat like the beat of a heart
with these rhymes I release busta B plays his part
get it start, get it set, I bet we goin
G Funk plus timer the energize bunny still goin
ain't you knowin, I'm so seasick and tired of these niggaz
tryin to get us all start up, cuz they got caught up by trickaz
now
lock down to all blood clots, Malik and Warren G and we shakin
up
spots

{Warren G}

plots, when we got work to do
from Atlanta GA to the beach with the Long Beach Crew
ooh, what would you do what we do, what we do when we comin
after
you

{Mr. Malik}

They say that drama for they Mama, no we can't talk like Tevyn
wonder why they families cried and died before 97
them and they sins burn to heavy make it all the way to heaven
and we keep bellin, yo G Z it ain't easy tell em

{Warren G}

its the second time arizzound
you know we gotta clizzown
Young GFC and Hershey Locc from the pizzound
from OG to BG, from BG to OG
my sounds thump pump pump and you know me


{Mr Malik}

Now he's solo while we roll up on yo block like the kesops
makin everybody drop stop and stand it one spizzop
We have it locked, to the tic toc it dont stop
from our block to his block, it is that world bombs a lot
everybody got glocks, but let him learn about
how them worms rock to the worms drop
yeah you heard we rock, microphones by the masses
you never smash it, I get C-Notes diggin for the casket
it gets drastic, no need to ask if, we straight up mashin
if we dont start up all y'all to ball cashin
the throat locc apparatus when
front to back again, what you want we back again
now if a spliff did lyrically gifted, time to rap it then
so everybody throw your muthafunkin hands up in the wind
la la la la la , dee dee da dee dee da dee da


{Warren G}

I got brew D like brady more like trump
like the homey Tracy D who the quick to dunk
follow me, back to the situation at hand
we make your heartbeat bounce, wit ya hands on your chest and
your
pecs
open I'm scopin, the homey straight loccin, break we go for
broken
what you smokin？ the bomb blueberry
G Z Whee Z's back and its scary
to each and everyone of you wannabes
you wants none of these we rap catastrophies
make ya heart beat ooh, ahh, dee dee da dee dee da dee dee da
dee da


10.So Many Ways

Warren G.
Hey, nah, ya going miss up on the G-Funk era
Ya know we said things won for Warren G
And soon turned superstar

11, 10, 7 D that was my intro
But now in '94, I'm rolling a 64
'Cuz things get shady where the grass is greener
Niggaz throwing up sets in hoods like they neva seen a

Young mack daddy do his thing 'cuz I pack right
I got 44 ways to make you act right
And it's a shame how the game must be played
It was told, never fold by the niggaz you can't fade

So raise up off this young hog
'Cuz I heard you punking some but you can't punk me y'all
I got my own thang 'cuz I let my nuts hang
If you wanna bring it, bring it on, no pain, no gain

So as I creep, can you peep what I speak？
Techniques unique, so what you saying is obsolete
So there it is as I go about my days
I can only bring it to you like this in so many ways

Hey, hey, hey, this is Warren G, you know
And I was in Baghdad
Before these lil' youngstaz was in they daddy bag
Ya know, yeah, they in violation, Wayniac, so hound 'em

It's all plain and simple
I roll just to serve a lifetime wit my niggaz
Idiotic fools can't figure
The way I display or should I say more than that
It's crucial when I name how many niggaz got my back

Neva lack the skills when it's time to handle mine
You can't front if you wanna but you still know the time
I'm the nigga that they call Wayniac
(What that mean？)
I'm the nigga staying down for the home team

So if you didn't know, let me slow ya roll
This pro is on the go with some shit you ain't heard before
So recognize game in your face
A touch of the bass, then I'm gone without a trace

Hey, hey, hey, this is Warren G, you know
And I was in Baghdad
Before these lil' youngstaz was in they daddy bag
Ya know, yeah, they in violation, Wayniac, so hound 'em

I stay true to the game
But some stay blind to the fact
That if I don't look good, you don't look good
So please rearrange and change the shit you doing
You fucking yourself 'cuz you the one getting screwed

As I ease on down the rick road
As I shift from first to second, cruise control
So blaze up the buddha
'Cuz I got drink and don't think
We don't roll without a full tank

Of that bomb ass shit called The Funk
'Cuz I am the G and the funk is what you want
Now let's take a trip to the other side of town
Niggaz flip flop and they neva stay down

Wanna be all they can be but getting held back
Trying to take what is mine, what type of shit is that？
(What？)
so, this is for the homies, stay down for your pay
I can't only bring it to you like this in so many ways

Hey, hey, hey, this is Warren G, you know
And I was in Baghdad
Before these lil' youngstaz was in they daddy bag
Ya know, yeah, they in violation, Wayniac, so hound 'em


11.G-Spot (Featuring El Debarge ＆ Val Young)

Warren G.
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 out do'
Peep game, look

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 A1 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, skinless 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
(I let you hang around, so that you, could see)
You tried to switch the fool out of me
(Understand, tryin' to switch 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)

I let you hang, so you could see
(I let you hang around, so that you, could see)
You tried to switch the fool out of me
(Understand, tryin' to switch 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)

Now baby, look at the time, according to 2
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 Caribbean spot
Coconut milk bath, private beach, first class
Water clear like 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
(I let you hang around, so that you, could see)
You tried to switch the fool out of me
(Understand, tryin' to switch 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)

I let you hang, so you could see
(I let you hang around, so that you, could see)
You tried to switch the fool out of me
(Understand, tryin' to switch 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)

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
(I let you hang around, so that you, could see)
You tried to switch the fool out of me
(Understand, tryin' to switch 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)

I let you hang, so you could see
(I let you hang around, so that you, could see)
You tried to switch the fool out of me
(Understand, tryin' to switch and make a fool, of me)
I meant
(So I guess I'll have to let you be)
I'll let you be
(Baby baby baby baby you know)

I let you hang, so you could see
(I let you hang around, so that you, could see)
You tried to switch the fool out of me
(Understand, tryin' to switch and make a fool, of me)
I meant
(So I guess I'll have to let you be)
(Baby baby baby baby you know)


12.Summertime In The LBC

Warren G.
Yeah, this is C Knight fom the Dove Shack
Gettin' those here out, kickin' it at King's Park wit all the
homies
Heh, and you know what I'm sayin'
So why don't you, uh, check out my homie Bo to the Roc

I ride wit the, I slide wit the
Loccs and doggs from the LBC
All of the hoes wanna kick it wit me
'Cuz I run wit Warren G

Braid your weaves bustaz and G's
Water balloon fighters
Low riders, and east siders
(East siders)
All come around
(Come around)

To hear the Dove Shack G Funk sound
All come around
(Come around)
To kick it in my town, yeah

Let me hear you say, ooh, ahh
Summertime in The LBC
Ooh, ahh
Summertime in The LBC

Now me and my girls are deep
In a '94 Wrangler jeep
Flow so long through Long Beach
Daisy Dukes gets props

Hair and nails fresh from the shop
And we're at the bombest spot
Called the Shack

Three months of pleasure
How can I measure the relaxation
All the fun I'm facin'
My homies got green, that's them

For show 'do, hit the sto' 'do
So I can get a 40, my lil' cousin rushin' to the park too much
Standin' in line tah get a free lunch
Why do we do what we do when we do what we do
Hangin' out late wit no curfew

Let me hear you say, ooh, ahh
Summertime in The LBC
Ooh, ahh
Summertime in The LBC

Damn, it's hot than a mutha
I'm smuthareen ribs wit barbecue sauce
Fools get tossed if they reach across my barbacue grill
So continue tah chill at King's park in the LBC

That's where ya'll find me
Hangin' wit my homies and my friends
We got the coke in hand
We got Da Five Footaz and the Twinz

We got Warren G and the D O G
All come around
Tah hear the Dove Shack G Funk sound

Let me hear you say, ooh, ahh
Summertime in The LBC
Ooh, ahh
Summertime in The LBC


13.Do You See

Warren G.
The Blues has always been totally American
As American as apple pie
As American as The Blues
As American as apple pie
The question is why？
Why should the Blues be so at home here？
Well, America provided the atmosphere

You don't see what I see, every day as Warren G
I take a look over my shoulder, as I get older
Gettin' tired of mothafuckas sayin', 'Warren I told ya'
You don't hear what I hear

But it's so hard to live through these years
With these funny-bunny niggaz, ain't shit changin'
Got my mama wonderin' if I'm gang-bangin'
But I don't pay attention to these father figures

I just handle mine, and I'm rollin' with my niggaz
Off to the VIP, you see, Snoop Dogg and Warren G
Unbelievable how time just flies
Right before your eyes, but you don't recognize

Now who's the real victim, can you answer that？
The nigga that's jackin', or the fool gettin' jacked, yeah

You don't see what I see, every day as Warren G
You don't hear what I hear
But it's so hard to live through these years

You don't see what I see, every day as Warren G
You don't hear what I hear
But it's so hard to live through these years

Another sunny day, another bright blue sky
Another day, another muthafucka die
These are the things I went through when I was growin' up
There's only one hood, and niggas shit be throwin' up

And I knew it, there really ain't nothin' to it
Thinkin' every fool's gotta go through it
Now let's go back, how far？ Back in time
Draggin' to these hookas tryin' to mack for mine

I remember when we all used to stop at the spot
Back then my nigga-name was Snoop Rock
It was all so clear
Eighty-seven, eighty-eight, then eighty-nine's the year

You say, 'Everywhere we roll, you can say we roll thick'
Way back then two-one-three was the click
Somethin' to stay paid, I was just a young hog
Warren G, Snoop Rock and Nate Dogg

You don't see what I see, every day as Warren G
You don't hear what I hear
But it's so hard to live through these years

You don't see what I see, every day as Warren G
You don't hear what I hear
But it's so hard to live through these years

You make me wanna holler, get out the game
Too many muthafuckas know my name
While Snoop Dogg's servin' time up in Wayside
I puts it down on the street, don't try to take mine

I had to reassure the homie that he wasn't alone
We'd talk, and him 'n' Nate'd conversate on the phone
He kept sayin', 'Nigga, it won't be long
Before a little skinny nigga like me'll be home'

I said, 'Snoop, things done change, it's not the same
We need to get about the game
'Cuz we can get paid in a different way
Wit' you kickin' dope rhymes and I DJ'

Well, as time goes past, slowly we try to make it
But things are gettin' hectic, I just can't take it
Should I A, 'Go back to slangin' dope？'
Or should I B, 'Maintain and try to cope？'

Or should I C, 'Just get crazy and wild？'
But no I chose D, 'Create the G-Child'
It's been on ever since with me and Mista Grimm
This shit is gettin' so hectic that I can't even trust him now

What would you do for a Warren G cut？
Would you act the fool and nut the fuck up？
Back the fuck up, act the fuck up？
Niggaz talk shit they get smacked the fuck up, straight up

You don't see what I see, every day as Warren G
You don't hear what I hear
But it's so hard to live through these years

You don't see what I see, every day as Warren G
You don't hear what I hear
But it's so hard to live through these years

You don't see what I see, every day as Warren G
You don't hear what I hear
But it's so hard to live through these years

You don't see what I see, every day as Warren G


14.This Is the Shack

Warren G.
Mr. President
Hey, this is the G Child
Spacekateers
I'm back baby, yes I'm back

And Mr. President, you're not chillin' in the house baby
You're not chillin' in the house
Ya know why？ Huh？ Huh？ Should I tell ya？
You know why？ Yeah 'cuz ya ya ya ya chillin' in the shack,
beeyatch

This is the shack, this is how we act
Caps I peel, flex my steel
This is the shack, this is how we act
Caps I peel, flex my steel

It's ya muthafuckin' third letter of ya alphabet
Put knight at the individ, it's a nigga you can't get with
Funky styles, I be showin' niggaz
I be blowin' niggaz straight out they socks, because

The Dove Shack is comin' more twisted than dreadlocks
Now plot on the shack if you want to
But if you get caught slipping, we will be dippin'
Down your block just to street sweep your spot, nigga

But you can still follow along, grab ahold of my nut sack
Because I've got the doja
Oh, I haven't told ya much love to my nigga Warren
He's a G, hook me, now I'm gettin' funky

I'm chillin' with my feet up on the table in the shack
With my revolver, problem solver
Waitin' for a nigga to fuck with this
So I can let his ass know who he is

This is the shack, this is how we act
Caps I peel, flex my steel
This is the shack, this is how we act
Caps I peel, flex my steel

It's the nigga 2 Scoops, the Long Beach East sider
Niggaz start to duck when I come 'cuz I'm a ridah
So I suggest you get the 411 on the shack
We peelin' caps to the front, then we peel 'em back

Approachin' the wrong way, with no delay I blast your ass
Draw for the gat but the Scoop is much faster
You can't miss me with that, step in my path
I let the AK ripper cut that ass in half

I dwells, I bells, in the LBC
The real menace to society, packin' up alrighty
A flow, but watch the one I used to abuse this track
We in front of that ass and you still can't see the shack

So pack up your gear and run and hide
And pass the doja to the left hand side
We comin' like that, it ain't no love for no rat
I guess that's how we act when we chillin' in the shack

This is the shack, this is how we act
Caps I peel, flex my steel
This is the shack, this is how we act
Caps I peel, flex my steel

As you enter into the zone called the G Funk
(Now relax)
Here a lie a war with the west
(Dove Shack)
Kicks it is a know 'em, rip 'em will be torn
Dip it as we flip it, wicked with the Warren G child

See styles, meanwhile freestyles have been rendered
I see the door of your mind, may I enter？
I knock and I promise I won't hurt you
The definition of G Funk is just something to like swerve

To something to smoke herb, to sunk we and we serve
Get with the dope herb take a tall kid beat the loccness
Lessons will be taught before caught in the shuffle
Flexin' all the muscle, livin' large is fuckin' rustle

I'm Simmons, I'm Robin, like givin'
I know you love this funky style out this world, make your head
twirl
Hear the less, now play the squirrel as you earl on the track
Who am I？ Bo Roc from The Dove Shack

This is the shack, this is how we act
Caps I peel, flex my steel
This is the shack, this is how we act
Caps I peel, flex my steel


15.Lookin' at You

Warren G.
When I step up in the place your chance is gone
That bitch you was glancin' on
If she leaves with me, no chance that her pants is on
No bra no panties on
Make me suck the same thang that my hand be on
Red bone big bitch with a sandy tone
We gone, South Beach in the Miami zone
Damn she wrong, bad little candy cone

One head nod from me she out the door
One head job from her she out the door
Don't trip pronto out the door
Back to the beach, back yo, the line O
All bullshit aside she's a cold piece
The type to might go search the whole beach
The type to might go out and bring back something wild
Screamin'

Sexy walking with that attitude, you lookin' at me, I'm lookin'
at you
Although I know I'm with my man I just can't help but check for
you
Lookin' at me, I'm lookin' at you

Sneaky ways but I ain't mad at you, lookin' at me, I'm lookin'
at you
Just imagine how this could go, I want you so
And if you give me a chance, boy you know it's gonna get real

I take mine from small waist line, face to the dime
Waste no time grind on the stick take mine with a lick
You still be singing that Sunshine shit
It's your world girl come collide with the dick
Some hot tone champagne Heather Hunter
Dominant some moan shit, home alone on some groan shit

King Kong make you moan with this
And still wasn't it all, in the club bathroom stall
Backseat take your clothes off
And still fuck your broad, and all it take is one phone call
Show up, and I'm beating up all walls
No joke, she broke all laws,handcuff a nigga lost balls

There we roll, creep
I got a spot where we could go and roll, creep
Whether you can kick it holla let me know, she creeps
I'll keep it on the low, ooh, creep, creep, creep, creep

Sexy walking with a street attitude
Love to get between the streets and cheat on your dude
Besides, got me in the mood
After the club we can choose how Stella got her groove
I ain't tryin' to live rude, meet at my room number 213
Private slumber party, with your name on the VIP
That's how we get cranked SIP really and get drunk

Sexy walking with that attitude, you lookin' at me, I'm lookin'
at you
Although I know I'm with my man I just can't help but check for
you
Lookin' at me, I'm lookin' at you

Sneaky ways but I ain't mad at you, lookin' at me, I'm lookin'
at you
Just imagine how this could go, I wasn't you so
And if you give me a chance, boy you know it's gonna get real


16.Havin' Things (Featuring Jermaine Dupri ＆ Nate Dogg)

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)
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 ain't 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, ah yeah)
Havin' things, yeah
(We havin' things, havin' things, ah yeah)

Havin' things
(We havin' things, havin' things, ah yeah)
Havin' things, yeah
(We havin' things, havin' things, ah yeah)

I reminisce when it's like this
Real niggas get together they 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 Houdini'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, ah yeah)

And you'll be havin' things
(Havin' things, havin' things)
Havin' things, yeah
(Havin' things, havin' things, ah)

Havin' things
(Havin' things, havin' things, ah)
Havin' things, yeah
(We havin' things, havin' things, ah ha)

Come on out to my castle lady
See you got things 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, all right

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 we be

Havin' things
(We havin' things, havin' things, ah)
Havin' things, yeah
(We havin' things, havin' things, ah)

Havin' things
(We havin' things, havin' things, ah)
Havin' things, yeah
(We havin' things, havin' things, ah)

Havin' things
(We havin' things, havin' things, ah)


17.You Never Know (Featuring Snoop Dogg, Phats Bossi ＆ Reel Tight)

Warren G.
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 three way
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 an 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

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'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 as like me without you
Keep it true and stay down for your grips
Homies and licks staying tight like this 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 niggas never know which men 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 doubles

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, niggas

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, 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


18.I Want It All (Featuring Mack 10)

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

I want it all, money, fast cars
Diamond rings, gold chains and champagne
Shit, every damn 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 fallin', tryin' to walk from crawlin'
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'

I want it all, money, fast cars
Diamond rings, gold chains and champagne
Shit, every damn 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

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 limelight 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？

I want it all, money, fast cars
Diamond rings, gold chains and champagne
Shit, every damn 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

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 peculate
Bump, let the woofers sub, show the homies love
Warren to the G, and Little G-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, money, fast cars
Diamond rings, gold chains and champagne
Shit, every damn 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

I want it all, money, fast cars
Diamond rings, gold chains and champagne
Shit, every damn 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

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
All the hood rats, what up？
You know the paper's out there


19.Game Don't Wait (Featuring Nate Dogg ＆ Snoop Dogg)

Warren G.
Yeah, I come to find out, all these years, man
The game won't wait no matter who you are
Where you are or how you are, the game won't wait
It's a cold thang, it's a cold game but you know how it is

Shit don't stop because the game don't wait
(The game don't wait)
Shit don't stop because the game don't wait
(The game don't wait)

Shit don't stop because the game don't wait
(The game don't wait)
Shit don't stop because the game don't wait
(The game don't wait)
Shit don't stop because the game don't wait

Now all I, see is we the LBC, 213's
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
It's money to make, the game won't wait but you can wait for the
game
Worldwide tour, with skirts screamin' our name

The hits don't stop because the game won't change
All we goin' to do is maintain, maintain
The hits don't stop because the game don't 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 don't stop because the game don't wait
And the girls don't stop because the dick is straight
Let me teach you what I already know
The hits don't stop so it's time I go

(The game don't wait)
Shit don't stop because the game don't wait
(The game don't wait)
Shit don't stop because the game don't wait

(The game don't wait)
Shit don't stop because the game don't wait
(The game don't wait)
Shit don't stop because the game don't wait

Now it's 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 that's feeds you
Proceed to get back to your folks, the loccs that need you
We do, we always keep it on the true
213, that's the name of the crew, it's 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 don't stop because the game won't change
All we ever wanted was a small time rap chain

(The game don't wait)
Shit don't stop because the game don't wait
(The game don't wait)
Shit don't stop because the game don't wait

(The game don't wait)
Shit don't stop because the game don't wait
(The game don't wait)
Shit don't stop because the game don't 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 doe

The shit don't stop if you intend to take
The shit don't stop it's companies we break
Take all the money and toss them hoes
The shit don't stop that's just how it goes

(The game don't wait)
Shit don't stop because the game don't wait
(The game don't wait)
Shit don't stop because the game don't wait

(The game don't wait)
Shit don't stop because the game don't wait
(The game don't wait)
Shit don't stop because the game don't wait

(The game don't wait)
Shit don't stop because the game don't wait
(The game don't wait)
Shit don't stop because the game don't wait


20.Speed Dreamin'

Warren G.
Speed dreamin', switchin' in the fast lane
Speed dreamin', on in over-drive
Speed dreamin', got it in cruise control
Trying to get back to where I shoulda been by know

Cadillacs stand to the tree line, I making then be like
Swerving to the curve, tires pealin' rubber pealin'
Pull up to a halt but then I'm thinking somewhat old

I got funk for all y'all from me to the bid dogs
Get your asses up pass the blunt
Smoke sum, after this go and poke some
Um excuse me Warren, I got something about substance abuse

Roll a half ounce up jump in my shit
Hit a switch watch it bounce up good grief
Meet me in the elco with gold leaf
RIM big pimpin' like Filmore slim

Tinted rim Mista Grimm rollin' shotgun hop one
Drop one, nigga hit'em with the bop'n
Yeah, I got the chronic its ferocious
You can feel it in your bones like osteoporosis

West coast shit, I'm grabbin' my go nads
And slangin' gangsta vocabs straight of the notepad
Aft the dope sack, quote that gangsta funk
Warren G, what y'all thought bringing the funk

Speed dreamin', switchin' in the fast lane
Speed dreamin', on in over-drive
Speed dreamin', got it in cruise control
Trying to get back to where I shoulda been by know

You listening to G rhymes and I'm here to drop lines
I got that funky fly shit that you wanna hear all the time
All in your system like menthol, yes y'all
Just remove CD from packet then install, in your stereo here you
go

New material grand imperial, eat your Mista Grimm cereal
Hit the floor what's rough rugged
Twenty four karat nugget like the
Microphone's right here n my Gucci leather I'm t ruggish

To the bone marrow and soke 'n' linen apparel
Talkin' the double barrel black super hero rhymin'
Rappin' sittin' busting like its nothing still puffin', coughin'
chokin'
Wild up in the fan's in Oakland floatin'

Swerving taking the dirty version between persion
Sippin' burban brand new escursion message
Salt kills snails not playa's
It's that west coving rhyme, saya yeah

Cadillacs stand to the tree line, I making then be like
Swerving to the curve, tires pealin' rubber pealin'
Pull up to a halt but then I'm thinking somewhat old

And I'm speed dreamin', switchin' in the fast lane
Speed dreamin', on in over-drive
Speed dreamin', got it in cruise control
Trying to get back to where I shoulda been by know

Mista G R I M, we didn't drop one
With my Uncle George, we didn't lock one
Atomic dogg, knee deep, in the fast lane

With the 454 engine block burnin' rubber for a block cycle
Like a hitch cock flick, Trick, send us your thoughts
Streamin' while let's our shots adrenaline pumpin'
G Dub say somethin'

Supercalafragalocus you could quote this off that purple
You can blow this light it up, pass it around
We make the world go round
Like this G Funk sound

I keep the pedal to the medal speed dreamin'
Slidin' dip 'n' glidin' chocolate tide eye, jump in let's ride
Hop in the mother ship and dip with Mista Grimm
And Warren G, grab that shiznit

Speed dreamin', switchin' in the fast lane
Speed dreamin', on in over-drive
Speed dreamin', got it in cruise control
Trying to get back to where I shoulda been by know

Here's to that someone who can't take the pressure
Mercy for that poor fu who made the news
Who feel pissed on that insist on killing all men
Can't take the sorrow of the horrors of his abuse

It ain't worth the sorrows to
'Cause the death of likes of all men
Hes a discrase to the species in to his face with some feacies
Big nose mothafucka got it comin'

How many licks does it take to get to the center of a sucka
How many days you have to be before you get absent
Warren G with the P you beta step aside
I'll stick my foot so far up in your ass

The water his knee will rise above your head and drown
Before you get your ass kickin'
Stomp stepin' in footsteps hard to keep up with
Warren G stepin' hard but it ain't as hard as it gone get


21.What's Love Got To Do With It (Featuring Adina Howard)

Warren G.
Warren G, rap for me, yeah-eah, yeah

When G-dog, the hog, come up in the place
There's dollar signs in your eyes and a smile in your face
You wanna live fat, all for my sack
You got more drag than a low lo-do, cut the act

'Cause back before 92 and 93
You didn't give a damn about Warren G
But now that I'm slingin' platinum LP's
All of a sudden, you on my NUT's

Ain't nothin' you can do to make it stop
'Cause money makes the world go 'round and the panties drop
I ain't in love though, I don't need the pressure
I just wanna dig it like I'm diggin' for treasure

Some of y'all had a good thing that you couldn't keep
Thought you was TLC, you had to creep
You say you had love, I said you bullshit
It's all about the dough, so what's love got to do with it？

What's love got to do, got to do with it？
(That's right )
What's love if you don't respect the game？
(Uh huh)
What's love got to do, got to do with it？
If you lack in this game, it's a shame, you won't make it

Now, I'm the type of brother that's down for mines
Before I made beats, I was down to grind
Back then, every single homey had my back
Now they're peepin' my stack and they're talkin' 'bout Jack

But I'm the same brother day in and day out
And I'm-a stay that way until the day I lay out
In a casket it's drastic, 'cause homies is plastic
Break 'em off some bread, they want the whole damn basket

If you's a true homey, you would wish me well
Not plot to make a brother fell, jealous as hell
We used to get the same riches
Now your trigger-finger got the itches, schemin' on my riches

Which is not a suprise, my eyes peep game
211's, 187's it's all the same
It's all a shame, homies'd jack you for your grip
Ain't no love involved, because it's all about the chips

What's love got to do, got to do with it？
(That's right )
What's love if you don't respect the game？
(Uh huh)
What's love got to do, got to do with it？
(That's right)
If you lack in this game, it's a shame, you won't make it

Now for these labels tellin' fables
Makin' them fucked up deals under the tables
You think that you smart, but, fool, I'm the smartest
You can't make no money if you can't keep a artist

Sign the dotted line, put 'em on the shelf
Break 'em off some crumbs, keep the rest for yourself
I know how it goes, treat a artist like you know
Fly cars, gold, clothes but no dough

Since it's all business, I'm-a handle mine
Keep track of my stack down to the very last dime
'Cause in this rap game, it's all about the buck
You bend over for the label and you will get bucked

Like how we run up in the trick and then you're through
The record label do the same thing to you
90 percent business, 10 percent show
Ain't no love in this game, 'cause it's all about the dough

What's love got to do, got to do with it？
(That's right)
What's love if you don't respect the game？
(Uh huh)
What's love got to do, got to do with it？
(That's right)
If you lack in this game, it's a shame, you won't make it

What's love got to do, got to do with it？
(That's right)
What's love if you don't respect the game？
(Uh huh)
What's love got to do, got to do with it？
(That's right)
If you lack in this game, it's a shame, you won't make it

What's love got to do, got to do with it？
(That's right, uh huh)
What's love if you don't respect the game？
(That's right, uh huh)
What's love got to do, got to do with it？
If you lack in this game, it's a shame, you won't make it
(That's right, uh-huh, yeah)

What's love got to do, got to do with it？
(Uh huh, that's right)
What's love if you don't respect the game？
What's love got to do, got to do with it？
If you lack in this game, it's a shame, you won't make it


22.Keepin' It Strong

Warren G.
Been such a long time since I held you
All the while you used to talk to me
All the things you said made me so strong
You know what, I would say I would keep movin' on

Sometimes I sit back and think about how it was
When I was young, I used to think it was you I couldn't live
without
Somehow, life took a sad route
Sometimes the wind blows bad enough to take a plane down
Your straight bullets killed children on playgrounds
Bullshit got me about to smoke a whole pound

Meanwhile, I smile, hoping I can rebound
Somehow the LBC streets ain't the same now, without you
Things ain't been the same since you ain't around
But I stay strong game tight, hold it down
Warren G, I never played a blackground
This song is fucked up, because you gone

Ooh, I see ya standing there
With the moonlight shining in your hair
How it makes me reminisce
Over and over, again and again

Ooh, I see ya standing there
With the moonlight shining in your hair
How it makes me reminisce
Over and over, again and again

Nothing means more to me, than family
When one lost, it's sad to see, damn it's me
A friend you will always be
Above all things, you taught me to pursue my dreams
With joy it brings, at times when I sit and think
I know inside you smiled down, proud at me
I just need one more drink, damn

At night I can't sleep, I admit that its hard to eat
It's all good, I ain't trippin'
Tried to show me the right laws and guidelines
But I ain't listen, I'm sitting here lavishing and living
And I'd give it all back because you still missing

Ooh, I see ya standing there
With the moonlight shining in your hair
How it makes me reminisce
Over and over, again and again

Ooh, I see ya standing there
With the moonlight shining in your hair
How it makes me reminisce
Over and over, again and again

Lord please hear me, ease my soul
I woke up one day and my mom was gone
I'm in the zone wishing I could call your home
Sing your song, tell ya that I'm out on tour
All alone, I just needed to hear your voice on the phone
Mother and son, though I'm grown

Life moves on, I need you Mom, a quiet storm
Differences and right and wrong
As I move on, since Warren G ain't gone
The stitch is on, set the tone, the page I'm on
Is having fun, having a ball, living life
I'm still here, wishing you was home

Ooh, I see ya standing there
With the moonlight shining in your hair
How it makes me reminisce
Over and over, again and again

I still see you standing there
With the moonlight shining in your hair
How it makes me reminisce
Over and over, over, over, over

Again, again, I miss you
Ohh Mama, don't know, Mama, don't know
How I keep it strong, keep moving on
Keep it strong, movin' it on
Keepin' it strong, movin' it on
Keepin' it strong, movin' it on
Keepin' it, oh Mama, keepin', oh Mama

The things she told me
I promise I'll be the same to your grand children
What you worded me
Don't worry

I still feel you mama
The things you say
I feel your arms around me everyday
Oh, Mama, oh I know, I know, I know
I know, I know, I know, I know
I know, know, know

I know you're there
Smiling down at me


23.Yo' Sassy Ways - Featuring The 213 Reunion Of Warren G, Snoop Dogg
And Nate Dogg

Warren G.
We'll like to welcome y'all back to the club, I'm your host
This evening, Mr. Tadah, ya dig, club Toe Jam, once again
Off the hook for ladies night, ya dig, every night, right now
We'd like to bring something very special for you, check it out

I like them girls with the tight brown skin, dark and fine
That's the kind of girl I wanna play with tonight
Wanna do some nasty thangs, wanna make her scream my name

I like the girls that don't say, 'What？' know that she fine
Always knows her line 'cause she knows she's a dime
Put her on platinum chains, got her own cash and things

I like them girls, their sassy ways, sassy ways
Oh, I like them girls, man I could stay there for days

Why you so cute？ Why you so big？
Why you bull＊＊＊＊＊＊＊？ Come and deal with a pimp
Put your bags in the trunk, holla at your boy
You can spend the night, we at the Elroy

Doing things that we shouldn't, couldn't
Girl, you got that good chocolate puddin'
The best in hood, what's goodin'
She got the wizard of west wood like old John Wooding

But how could I need that, I'm lookin'
For feedback 'cause I can't believe that
I fell into a little tree sap, I got a woman
At home, ain't fell in love where the weeds at

Started off with a dime but by the time I was thug
She was less than a deuce, I'm telling the truth
Confessin' with you, I'm just messin' with you
'Cause on the real baby girl, you put in the S in Snoop

You see I rock baby, nonstop baby
Warren G baby, shake that thang lady
I see you picky lady, you be tweakin' lady
Pulling that '38 snub out your stock end baby

You put the G in the dub, we hot ＊＊＊＊＊＊ in the tub
I ain't trippin' off baby, so why you trippin' off？
'Cuz I'm tryna get my money right
So you could kick it with baby but get your mind right

What the ＊＊＊＊ is up, you messin' with a G
Warren to the L to the B and the C
Regulate, get cocked and be original
The game don't wait for female individuals

So what you sayin'？ You trippin' off my homeboy
We ride like that, you know what I'm sayin'？
Hey baby, hey, just take the grab


24.Gangsta Love (Featuring Kurupt, Nate Dogg ＆ RBX)

Warren G.
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 Millennium
G-Funk, bumpin' in ya trunk
Call me booshe nigga, LBC me nigga

Go straight from Long Beach
Where, we gets more naughtier than Comanche
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'
Those that's cool and those hatin'

Every nigga in between
Got 5 seconds to evacuate the scene
Hit the stash, nigga what the fuck you wanna do
Talk, blast, nigga think fast, fast, 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 love

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 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 satisfact
X marks the spot of the brutal venacular
You drinks down like dracula

Listen here buddy you'll be found left bloody
It's 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
That's my OG G, 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 every time
Ain't no secret it's about that time to

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
Gang

Gangsta love, gangsta love


25.I Want It All - Album Version

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

'N' 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 with 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, every damn thing

I want it all, houses, expenses
My own business, a truck
Hmm and a couple of Benzes

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 fallin', tryin' to walk from crawlin'
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

I want it all, money, fast cars
Diamond rings, gold chains and champagne
Shit, every damn thing

I want it all, houses, expenses
My own business, a truck
Hmm and a couple of Benzes

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

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 networkin' and hustlin', no doubt I gotta clout
And live the lifestyle that Robin Leach 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
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 missile
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？

I want it all, money, fast cars
Diamond rings, gold chains and champagne
Shit, every damn thing

I want it all, houses, expenses
My own business, a truck
Hmm and a couple of Benzes

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

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 percolate

Bump, let the woofers sub, show the homies love
Warren to the G and Little G-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 nuthin' about no excuses and disrespect
Or somebody bein' jank with their 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, money, fast cars
Diamond rings, gold chains and champagne
Shit, every damn thing

I want it all, houses, expenses
My own business, a truck
Hmm and a couple of Benzes

I want it all, brand new socks and drawls
And I'm ballin' every time 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, every damn thing

I want it all, houses, expenses
My own business, a truck
Hmm and a couple of Benzes

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

Mack 10, what up？
I know the paper's out there, yo
Warren G, what up？
You know the paper's out there, yo

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


26.Game Don't Wait

Warren G.
I come to find out all these years, man
The game won't wait, no matter who you are
Where you are, or how you are, the game won't wait
It's a cold thang, it's a cold game, you know how it is

The game don't wait
Shit don't stop because the game don't wait
Shit don't stop because the game don't wait
Shit don't stop because the game don't wait
Shit don't stop because the game don't 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, it's money to make

The game won't wait but you can wait for the game
Worldwide tour, with skirts screamin' our name
The hits don't stop because the game won't change
All we goin' to do is maintain, maintain

The hits don't stop because the game don't 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 don't stop because the game don't wait
And the girls don't stop because the dick is straight
Let me teach you what I already know
The hits don't stop, so it's time I go

The game don't wait
Shit don't stop because the game don't wait
Shit don't stop because the game don't wait
Shit don't stop because the game don't wait
Shit don't stop because the game don't wait

Now, it's 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, yo, sustain your place
Before you see all stars, right up in ya face
Youngsta never bite the hand that feeds you
Proceed to get back to your folks, the loccs that need you

We do, we always keep it on the true
213, that's the name of the crew
It's 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 don't stop because the game won't change
All we ever wanted was a small time rap chain

The game don't wait
Shit don't stop because the game don't wait
Shit don't stop because the game don't wait
Shit don't stop because the game don't wait
Shit don't stop because the game don't wait

The shit keeps movin', it'll never stop
Long as we able to make hit rocks
Long as a papa can't stop my flow
Shit don't stop I gotta make my dough

The shit don't stop if you intend to take
The shit don't stop it's companies we break
Take all the money and toss them hoes
The shit don't stop that's just how it goes

The game don't wait
Shit don't stop because the game don't wait
Shit don't stop because the game don't wait
Shit don't stop because the game don't wait
Shit don't stop because the game don't wait
Shit don't stop because the game don't wait
Shit don't stop because the game don't wait


27.Runnin' wit No Breaks

Warren G.
Yeah, if you want it I got it ya need it baby
Yeah, it's Warren G beeyatch

Jah Skills will just speak as I enter the G-Funk Era
Tell me why you tweak, well I don't know why however
My mind is throbbing I went bobbing for snapple
Mixed with E＆J so my insides just crackle pop
Snap long time ago ya lost ya flow
Now you realize wack MCs I must chastize
The gun totin' bumpin' indosmokin' bad ass English 'coz it's
broken
Couldn't turn my styles even if ya had a token

You was hopin' that I would quit but
I'm hangin' around like nut sacs with a dick
I'm sick, I know that styles abstract up your ass crack
Lovin this shit called rap ass burnin' through your back
I'm stoppin' fools like blood clots
My lyrics rang out to stop parties like there was gun shots
Why oh why oh why？ Well why not？
Shouldn't I represent this shit called hip hop and it won't stop

Well are you high yet？
Can you recollect ya talk shit？ You get checked
Mr. Smutly I'm not a punk thief
Let me break thee, smoke thee, choke thee and locc thee
Muthafuckin M I C right now how
Wow how dow wow how dow piggy pow
It's me, the Warren to the G gee G Z
It's me uh can I just please thee？

Rock the muthafuckin' M I to the C all day all night
'Coz I will just fuckin' fight till I get mines
My ends, let me roll with my friends
Nigga you can't fuck with this 'coz uhh I bends, when I bends my
style
You can't see this 'coz I'm wicked and wild
Mr. Smutly just slow ya muthafuckin' roll
It's me Warren G on the muthafuckin' gangsta stroll
Rockin with the T W I N S', so uhh let me just bless this

Have you ever heard of a nigga called Warren G？

There ain't no puzzle I let's it be known that I'm the trip
Locc packin mo stackin' mo shit than I did before
The real niggaz from the Eastside, darkside
Breakin' off fools in my way on this whoo-ride
So best believe that I'm a threat, fuck a chin check
I'm a shoot him while my nigga blaze up the buddha
And when we light it up, it's on
A taste of the Chronic, another nigga gone but gettin' his head
flown

So what you really wanna do I'd a done it
'Coz yo mouth like zip loc so I know you wont run it
Top notch glock cock so you remember
The flow that I kick is nuthin' less than a life ender
So watch yo step before you step into my path
Tryin' to take whats mine is some shit I just roll past

Let me tell you how it goes
Prime example of a night stalker caught up in that bind
Usin' time with my hood as that street walker
Gang bang so I'm gonna have to take what's mine
Notorious bitches but I don't love no one time
so peep it as I take ya down the backstreet
show you how I do it, how ya do it
I breaks em off to get my ends meet, pow

Victim of the ghetto so I'm sluggin'
The man won't give me mine so the whitey I'll keep muggin'
I'm trapped up in a cycle but I'm keepin' my humanity
'Coz I ain't goin' out us niggaz always keep activity
Niggaz say I'm crazy but to others I'm just nutty
'Coz I don't give a damn, ya life ain't shit without no money
That's why niggaz keep doin' niggaz but I'm not that nigga to be
done
Ya fuckin' around and set it off Long Beach is where I'm from

Whoo! Spacekateers, in case y'all didn't know
That was Warren G, that was Jah Skills, and that was the Twinz
This is the G-Child, spacekateer space cadets
It's on like that and it's on like this, so don't miss


28.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

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 ain't 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)

Havin' things
(We havin' things, havin' things)
Havin' things, yeah
(We havin' things, havin' things)

I reminisce when it's like this
Real niggas get together they 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 Houdini'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)

And y'all be havin' things
(Havin' things, havin' things)
Havin' things, yeah
(Havin' things, havin' things)

Havin' things
(Havin' things, havin' things)
Havin' things, yeah
(We havin' things, havin' things)

Come on out to my castle lady
See you got thangs on your mind
Go on up to my bedroom baby
Tonight everything is just fine

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)

Havin' things
(We havin' things, havin' things)
Havin' things, yeah
(We havin' things, havin' things)

Havin' things
(We havin' things, havin' things)


29.It Ain't Nothin' Wrong With You

Warren G.
It ain't nothin' wrong with you
Me and you
(We do it nasty, nasty)
It ain't nothin' wrong with you
Me and you
(We do it nasty, nasty)

It ain't nothin' wrong with you
Me and you
(We do it nasty, nasty)
It ain't nothin' wrong with you
Me and you
(We do it nasty, nasty)

I once knew a girl named LaShonda
Short little cute thing with a pinky diamond ring
She was iceless, my game was so priceless
Givin' her a facial

I was G'd up from the feed up
Pushin' the bent
With the midnight tint
Huh, heaven sent

I once met a girl in the valley and
Half black, half Italian, ass like a stalian
Coke bottles shake
As she likes to watch herself on tape

She keeps my nuts in her mouth like a squirrel
Pranksta with a pearl, held my balls so long
I call trouble when I'm with my girl

There's a law for that
We ain't trippin', we hogs for that

It ain't nothin' wrong with you
Me and you
(We do it nasty, nasty)
It ain't nothin' wrong with you
Me and you
(We do it nasty, nasty)

It ain't nothin' wrong with you
Me and you
(We do it nasty, nasty)
It ain't nothin' wrong with you
Me and you
(We do it nasty, nasty)

I met this Puerto Rican named Sehonnie
She was as bad as Carmen
Chillin' in New York
And I cracked her in Spanish Harlem

Straight dime, body bangin' like a baseline
And the face fine, I had to spit dip waste time
Mr. Passionate, everything her body was immaculin
The presence like a gift to men and got packaged

Fuckin' fabulous, she say 'Damn he fat'
Then I still fuck the ass
(How you do that？)
Push up on 'em till they fall to the plot, damn it
Oh, hog 'em while they fuckin' roll, Goddamn it
Call me fat boy with a fat dick to mash
To lick me, baby and I might lick you back

Lickin' you back
She's gaggin' with a dick in her trap
And stickin' is fat
I'll pull it out and tickle your cat

It ain't nothin' wrong with you
Me and you
(We do it nasty, nasty)
It ain't nothin' wrong with you
Me and you
(We do it nasty, nasty)

It ain't nothin' wrong with you
Me and you
(We do it nasty, nasty)
It ain't nothin' wrong with you
Me and you
(We do it nasty, nasty)

I put the smash on her like Shaq
She want the cash on her, I ain't havin' that
You need to check yo' trap, I got rose cap
G'd up, 213, please believe that

I stay pimpin' in a bubble, I Benz with hoes
Stubbled up and cuddled in the back with my friends
I slide up on 'em like a cross fader, the hook up later
And serve this dick like a waiter, I ain't tryna date her

When it comes to bitches
I got more game than the Olympics
I get up in their mind and then I analyze
And twist this, psychology

For no reason I'm recievin' apologies
Break her down mentally
Have her stockin' and follow me

Trick be swallowin' me for a nine on the vein
'Cuz I'm the fuckin' boss, she's my employee
I ain't hatin', I appreciate you freaky ass style

It ain't nothin' wrong with you
Me and you
(We do it nasty, nasty)
It ain't nothin' wrong with you
Me and you
(We do it nasty, nasty)

It ain't nothin' wrong with you
Me and you
(We do it nasty, nasty)
It ain't nothin' wrong with you
Me and you
(We do it nasty, nasty)

It ain't nothin' wrong with you
Me and you
(We do it nasty, nasty)
It ain't nothin' wrong with you
Me and you
(We do it nasty, nasty)

It ain't nothin' wrong with you
Me and you
(We do it nasty, nasty)
It ain't nothin' wrong with you
Me and you
(We do it nasty, nasty)

It ain't nothin' wrong with you


30.Yo' Sassy Ways

Warren G.
We'll like to welcome y'all back to the club
I'm your host this evening, Mr. Tadah, ya dig
Club Toe Jam is once again off the hook
For ladies night, ya dig, everynight
Right now, we would like to bring something very special for you
Check it out

I like them girls with the tight brown skin, dark and fine
That's the kind of girl I wanna play with tonight
I wanna do some nasty thangs,
Wanna make her scream my name

I like the girls that don't say, 'What？'
Know that she fine, always knows her line
Because she knows she's a dime
Put her on platinum chains, got her own cash and things

I like them girls, their sassy ways, sassy ways
Oh, I like them girls, like them girls
Man, I could stay there for days

Why you so cute？ Why you so big？
Why you bullshitin'？ Come and deal with a pimp
Put your bags in the trunk, holla at your boy
You can spend the night, we at the Elroy

Doing things that we shouldn't, couldn't
Girl, you got that good chocolate pudding
The best in hood, what's goodin'
She got the wizard of west wood, like old John Wooding

But how could I need that
I'm looking for feedback, 'cause I can't believe that
I fell into a little tree sap
I got a woman at home, ain't fell in love where the weeds at

Started off with a dime but by the time I was thug
She was less than a deuce, I'm telling the truth
Confessing with you, I'm just messing with you
Because on the real, baby girl, you put in the S in Snoop

You see I rock, baby, nonstop, baby
Warren G, baby, shake that thang, lady
I see you picky, lady, you be tweaking, lady
Pulling that '38 snub out your stock end, baby

You put the G in the dub, we hot fuckin' in the tub
I ain't trippin' off baby, so why you trippin' off 'cuz
I'm trying to get my money right
So you could kick it with, baby, but get your mind right

What the fuck is up, you messing with a G
Warren to the L to the B and the C
Regulate get cocked and be original
The game don't wait for female individuals

So what you saying, you trippin' off my home
We ride like that, you know what I'm sayin'
Hey, baby, how d'ya take the grab


31.Still Can't Fade It

Warren G.
You can never fade thee G, they're so crazy
When they start to blaze after dark
You can never fade thee G, they're so crazy
When they start to blaze after dark

Now I can take you on a maze of thangs but all I know is street
life
Twenty some years and all I lived was the urban life
Shootin' dice, smokin' weed, gettin' my hustle on
Makin' anybody raise up that try to do me wrong

Me and the homeys on the move tryin' to make a grip
Bumpin' OG's in zone when we dip, not to trip, unless you trip
Automatic will release dangled as peace
I'm stayin' soldier to the streets

So tell me how do you fee, 'cuz I can't deal wit the anger
You niggaz be givin', I'm keepin' one in the chamber
The pressure is thick so I don't quit shootin' game
And peepin' our enemies violatin' in my range

They say it don't change and here's a fact you should know
That niggaz don't hustle no matter where yo ass go
So when you think wrong, I'm thinkin' right, are you prepared to
meet
Gotta be wise, 'cuz everythang ain't what it seems to be

You can never fade thee G, they're so crazy
When they start to blaze after dark
You can never fade thee G, they're so crazy
When they start to blaze after dark

In six before out shacks, cruisin' each block
I'm lookin' for a space with my forty glock cocked
Temple, Salt Lake, 21st Lewis, I hits MLK, 'cuz I know, I gots
to do this
Some people say Warren, would you please stick to rappin'？
But this fool's pressin' me, so I gotta start capping

187, now I'm stuck out of luck in the high powered module
Lookin' crazy as fuck LBCing to the fullest twenty-one, dominoes
Buck wheats, French braids and naked four doors
It's my city, my city's all good
Warren G kickin' back with the Twinz in the hood

You can never fade thee G, they're so crazy
When they start to blaze after dark
You can never fade thee G, they're so crazy
When they start to blaze after dark

Press up if you want to, believe that you'll get your feeling's
hurt
All you hear is the chirp, along with my wheels as I skirt
You shouldn't of tried to fade the Locc, there ain't no get back
I meant that, get ready for combat it's like that

Prayin' that my homeys don't flip as I elevate
Bringin' nothing but heat stayin' away from the weak links
Be your own man survive, make that money grow
Whether it comes fast or it comes slow

Either way it goes, we step so, I stick and move
Refuse to lose, I choose to get the blues
Paid dues for years, but where were you niggaz then
Out flossin' the boulevard being hard wit your friends

While I was at home puttin' in work, you think you goin' jerk
And take what's mine get me twisted with a skirt
I notice the difference, 'cuz I been back on niggaz they true
But now I see it and it's on since it's like that

You can never fade thee G, they're so crazy
When they start to blaze after dark
You can never fade thee G, they're so crazy
When they start to blaze after dark


32.Here Comes Another Hit

Warren G.
Waiting around a crew of thugs
That parade in blue and yelling 'cuz
(Whats up？ 'Cuz)
Ate by selling drugs
'38 snub in the waist, in case fools lose love

These days still the same
I can steal the flame, eyes kill with the pain
So I advise y'all to chill with the games
Entertain for the cheddar and the change

So fuck whoever in the fame, forever a man
Around my dogs, banging the pound, swanging the town
How we choose, now I'm aggravated and assault is my next move
Success means issues, so I guess it's time for me to disclude

Handle mines, we use pistols
G's move with the conscience
When we disaprove of that nonsense
Ex-cons with that gangsta gangsta gangsta shit
Here come another hit

I think it's time we do it, they said it couldn't be done
Still we making paper, still we having fun
I hope by now it's proven, Nate and Warren G
Tightest combination in the industry
Here comes another one

I can see us smashing up the shore past laws that's lost
2000 Ucon Excel, duel exhaust, TV screen, DVD, e-mail
Passenger, bad female, what the hell
Stash spot, with the hollow head shell
Niggas start trippin', I'm on the next tail

Hands free, callin' up my nigga Warren G
I pull strings, like Mya Landske
Bulletproof, emotint you can't see
Mr. G rollin' up weed, Afghani sense
Bad MC, Mike Fiend, you the know spinage

Like wintergreenmint, talk shit
Sleep with the fish, you cement
New residence, with no hesitance
It gets tints on the floor, staple center chick
Next to Denzel and Nicholsen, Phil Jackson whistlin'

I think it's time we do it, they said it couldn't be done
Still we making paper, still we having fun
I hope by now it's proven, Nate and Warren G
Tightest combination in the industry
Here comes another one

Mean mugs in the club, mean nothing to us
In South scene, me and the team trying to fuck us some sluts
Dying to fuck, I chuck us when we step through
Poppin' our collars with our nephews

Next to you, you got millionaires moving
Hitting the dance floor, stealing their groovin'
Doing they damn thing and ain't worried about a damn thing

But man, that's the celebrity ways
Poppin' a litty got some rappers scared of these days
Industry ways, that's how Hollywood pays

Uh, top dollar when I dip my Impala
In front of the club, make your woman wanna holla
(Holla)
At a playa though, what's your dude yo？

I keep it gangsta, I ain't trying to be rude hoe
Oh, you know how that shit go
Or give when cats get fed off the four or fifths

I think it's time we do it, they said it couldn't be done
Still we making paper, still we having fun
I hope by now it's proven, Nate and Warren G
Tightest combination in the industry
Here comes another one


33.What's Next

Warren G.
This DJ, he gets down
Mixing records while he go round
To the Hip to the Hop you just dont stop
Producing funky tracks till it makes you drop

Conjunction junction, whats my function
I'm hookin up tracks so that niggaz can function
Its not Pete Rock or that nigga Dr. Dre
Its this muthafuckin nigga from around the way
The one who brings you styles on timesy, whymsy
Thats why its so hard to find me
Conduction, construction when I bust choo choo, bustas
Its a must when I bust when I bust, I gotta come correct
The R to the E to the S-P-ect architect
Yup nigga no I'm not tweakin
Its one of the 16 minds that I'm speaking
The W-A the double R the E into the uhh
A-B-C-D-E-F to the muthafuckin G
Ooh shit as I flex I wrecks I checks
So whats next

Oh who's next, to catch flack on the menu
I snap necks when I flex let me continue
Send you, on a mission when I rock
It goes on and on and on and you know it dont stop
Yes I'm back on another route, ready to take em all out
Now can't get with this, 'cause they get faded without a doubt
Check em, I wreck em like 1-2-3 why
They can't fuck with that rude one Malik
Will I drop it, can't stop it, lit it up like a rocket
When they get out of line I grip the nine out my pocket
Lock it down, yeah that's what I do
How could you come solo nigga when I run through ya whole crew
I rule, fool, act like you heard it
The one I run with, can't remember the last he murdered
Dem do away or them get dealt with
Give the noise I want silence, no bubbaclad bullshit
Nigga, its all about my grip
So the one who starts to slip is the one who gets ripped
Kept a chip on my shoulder not now that I'm older
They, all of me, the LBG high roller
'Cause back in the days on the side where it's at
Niggaz a come up missin if they didn't have they strap
So why, try to be, like me
Just when you pull back a G and I think I'm Mr. Malik

Well if the beat is funkadelic then the tune is right
Mr. Malik and Warren G so tonights the night that we spark
We spark in the dark when we do it in the park

Well its the A to the B
(And the C to the D)
Hey my name is Mr. Malik with that DJ Warren G
(Mr. Malik can you hear me)
Yes I'm the host with the most they can't get close or even near
me
(I said a tick, tock, tickin to the Era)
I said a pick which glock bitches get shot its still terror
(Terror, terror, pick which glock)
Which one？ (the black one with the big pin lock)
Me and Dre and the fly honey so those who wanna get dropped
Nigga go knock, knock I trick a flow non-stop
Fly double I never slip trip or flip flop
The tune is funkadelic, the crew was right
But if Malik will make ya smell it then tonights the night
For me to stay trump tight
Up with my nigga Warren G
Thats sorrow when you borrow but you can't be oweing me
Whats next

Woo
I say whats next, whats next whats N-X-E-T
Its me, Warren to the muthafuckin G
Flowin with my little homey named Malik
Yes, everybody will just tweak
Off the new style ill ease that we got
Yes, its me Warren G on the block
Pump pump, block glock, let me just tick tock
It's me Warren G on the muthafuckin rock n roll
Stroll, then stiff back to the rap
Its me with the big black mack 11 strap
So let me uhh flix into the flex
WooSo whats next

Well if the beat is funkadelic then the tune is right
Mr. Malik and Warren G so tonights the night that we spark
'Cause we spark in the dark when we do it in the park


34.And Ya Don't Stop

Warren G.
For '94, I'ma just glide and swerve
Hop up the streets with my heats so observe
It's me Z, the whee Z, the Warren to the G Z
The deuces and the treys as kickin' it through E-Z
And the beach and the bottle where I'm found
Fuckin' around with the muthafuckin' Dogg Pound

Fuck it, Warren's goin' wild
The G Funk Era and the muthafuckin' G Child
Funk, melody, rhythm, base
He which is I is in the muthafuckin' place
So let me get away, come again like this
I can turn into a murderer so please don't diss
'Cause if you do, you know where I'm from
Rat tat tat tat diddy dum diddy dum

And ya don't stop, and ya don't quit
And ya don't stop, and ya don't quit

Well, let me grab my stick and shift to first
I'm spittin' plenty game on my second verse
Well, let me switch to second just for the rough ride
L-O-N-G B-E-A-C-H, Eastside
Where the grass is greener at some times
And I don't do bullshit but just drop funky rhymes

Now, I'm in neutral, shifting to third
'Cause what you hear is what you heard, nigga
From the G Funk, G Funk, 'cause we funk, we funk
And if you step, muthafucka, you get stomped
Like one, two, three, I'm shiftin' to the fo
But you don't hear me, doe

And ya don't stop, and ya don't quit
And ya don't stop, and ya don't quit

I said Humpty Dumpty sat on the wall
I guess it's time for me to sum it up for all
G Funk, G Child, gangsta groove, locc
Past tense, it's the Indo smoke, choke off the shit that I'm
doin'

I'm droppin' this shit for you and you and you and
'Cause it's me, the Warren to the G
Comin' in 1994, you see, the LBC and that's my locale
Check it out, check it out, check it out now

And ya don't stop, and ya don't quit
And ya don't stop, and ya don't quit

You know what I'm sayin', Warren motherfuckin' G, bitch
You know what I'm sayin', it's '94 that's how we doin' it
You know what I'm sayin', ain't nothin' but a Long Beach
Thang doe big, baby, hey, G Funk, where rhythm is life
And life is rhythm, check me out doe, bitch


35.Ricky ＆ G-Child

Warren G.
Say man, how many lumps do you want？
Whatchou mean how many lumps I want？
Say man, I'm gonna lump you right upside your funk, man
You lump me, I'ma lump yo ass right back
Man, well, you better do yo thing then, 'cause I'm bringin' the
real


36.This Gangsta Shit Is Too Much

Warren G.
1, 2, 1, 2, yeah
All yeah, we doing it like that
We flip that, uh
More in the crib
Dru, yeah, D-Funk all stars
That's how we do it, G-Funk, yeah

What's y'all thought, I wasn't gonna return with a hit
Too much smokin' that Sherman shit
I learned this from the best, and got y'all sprung
The, the doctor, Andre Young

Compton, LB, ain't nothing y'all can tell me
Going hard on the yard, 'til me dogs bailed me
They tells me, I can't precede with it
I came back and got ole G'd with it

We get crunk, spit it when we drunk
Committed to that shit, that makes the gangstas stump
Chumps can try, if they choose to
With these locs love my dogs like the Blues Clues

So excuse you, I'm the reason for the fame
And all of a sudden, you ain't believing in the name
What？ Butch Cassidy
Show 'em what we working with

Gangsta shit is too much
(Gangsta, gangsta)
Don't be suckas, can't touch
(Can't touch)
It's working in the LBC, nonstop to the NYC
Warren G with the gangsta three's, ooh wee
(You know gangsta)

And the win, on the 7-10 southbound
Deuce and gin, getting guzzled down by the mouth now
Smashing a hundred in the car pool
That's the type of thing that hogs do

My concern ain't the fame, I hope you know that
Status, millionaire, still don't show that
Go back to where I was raised
On the porch is where they got braids, never not afraid

To test my shot, drop a hundred dollar fade
Holla, don't be a major see me in the hood
Off TV, totally un-Hollywood
Still to the good and you know that

Still with me, still when you show that
And Big Snoop Dogg we gonna blow that
Still with it, we all say that we real with it
Until bustas reveal, how we really did it

Gangsta shit is too much
(Gangsta, gangsta)
Don't be suckas, can't touch
(Can't touch)
It's working in the LBC, nonstop to the NYC
Warren G with the gangsta three's, ooh wee

So what's crackin' now, got these haters actin' now
Backin' down to this gangsta sound
West coast circus clowns, it's on purpose how I spit 'rounds
You trying to get down

Abnorm with the form, swarming heated
And hitting fools glocks like we got cheated
Repeated simultaneously
I'm bringing bangers with me

So hopefully, moves can be made
We can all get paid, relax in the shade
Sun, snow, it really don't matter, we can all make dough
East Coast, West Coast, Midwest, dirty South

And big heads, is what I'm all about
And big heads, is what I'm all about
And big heads, is what I'm all about
Fool, yeah

Gangsta shit is too much
(Gangsta, gangsta)
Don't be suckas, can't touch
(Can't touch)
It's working in the LBC, nonstop to the NYC
Warren G with the gangsta three's, ooh wee

Gangsta shit is too much
(Gangsta, gangsta)
Don't be suckas, can't touch
(Can't touch)
It's working in the LBC, nonstop to the NYC
Warren G with the gangsta three's, ooh wee


37.I Need A Light

Warren G.
I need a light
(Light)
So I can smoke away this pain
I need a drink
(Drink)
So I can drink away this rain

Maybe a wife
(Wife)
Somebody to share my name
I need a song
A brand new song to sing

Long Beach back in the day was all hustlin'
Young niggaz in the neighborhood strugglin'
Prayin' to God we amount to somethin'
By livin' on the street where they constantly bustin'

Big Warren told us that they can't hold us
Niggaz ain't shit 'till they pass away
So I, watched my step
But when Ola Mae left I was a mothafuckin' basket case for real

God bless me
'Cuz I be on the east where they wanna arrest me
I break bread so they wanna suspect me
But look me in my eyes and say they wanna protect, me yeah

Ruthless, my style as a juvenile
Ran with a gang, got me a profile
As a child in the Beach I was wild
Ready to die and that's why

I need a light
(Light)
So I can smoke away this pain
I need a drink
(Drink)
So I can drink away this rain

Maybe a wife
(Wife)
Somebody to share my name
I need a song
A brand new song to sing

Could it be it was all so simple, droppin' a slick instrumental
Snoop bustin' 'bout the shit we went through
Nate singin' 'bout the city we came from
And niggaz so tight wasn't nothin' we wouldn't do

Time keep slippin'
But I ain't trippin' nigga, it's all about my children
So you can save that bullshit
'Cuz if I pull my shit, nigga I'ma kill you

The streets is watchin'
And niggaz fell victim from L.A. to Watts and Compton
But life goes on
It's just another song if you ain't to one gone listen

Ruthless, my style as a juvenile
But now I got a brand new G-Child
Big Warren gotta stay trunk tight
'Cuz he got the fly and that's why

I need a light
(Light)
So I can smoke away this pain
I need a drink
(Drink)
So I can drink away this rain

Maybe a wife
(Wife)
Somebody to share my name
I need a song
A brand new song to sing

Listen
Caviar wishes, twistin' stitches, all out race for the riches
Got a nigga missin' what rich is
And what a life mean if you do it for the kids

It's for my family y'all
Really the only one who understand me y'all
'Cuz it ain't hard to ball
But then who got ya back when it's time to fall

And it's amazin'
To stay up on top, your game so close to the pavement
Time brings change in mind
But then don't let the change bring your mind no time

Clearly, a conspiracy
Niggaz right near me but still ain't hearin' me
That's how it's always gone fly
'Till you ready to die and that's why

I need a light
(Light)
So I can smoke away this pain
I need a drink
(Drink)
So I can drink away this rain

Maybe a wife
(Wife)
Somebody to share my name
I need a song


38.Ghetto Village

Warren G.
Would you like to go with me, down my dead end street？
Would you like to come with me, to village ghetto life？

Let me tell you 'bout the village where I dwell, it's a
Living Hell still tryin' to make a Heaven outta this right here
Watching fo' the postman hopin' fo' paper
Please stop the bus mister driver, wait up we got
Rock fights where the dead end meets
The stop lights is out so it's dead in the streets
The countyline look long, but I'm kinda hungry
So I pack a sack lunch, and got on

Late for class again, it's half past 10
And moms gonna whoop ma ass again
Now and then I get the feelin' that the world is mine
I start sittin' back watchin' time fly by
But uh, but I'm so proud to say
That the ghetto is the reason that I'm loud today
And you come get a glimpse of what's happenin'
See for yourself how it is where I live at

Would you like to go with me, down my dead end street？
Would you like to come with me, to village ghetto life？

It shouldn't take long to see, the place that belongs to me
It's all good, ain't nothin' like home to me
No Diplomas but I, got some knowledge out of
My other partners that made it up outta here
And now not a whole lot of us get rich
But like the old saying goes, 'Ain't life a bitch？'
Ah shit, the Landlord just raised the rent, fuck that
Dem old days that came and went like this

There's more ways you can use your time instead of
Looking for shit that you used to find
By the age of 16 ya finally come to grips
Livin' life like this and nothin' else mean shit
Looking for a smooth getaway
Cool, 'cuz soon I'll see a better day
And if not, then I gots to deal with it
I ain't makin' this, up Hell naw it's real nigga

Would you like to go with me, down my dead end street？
Would you like to come with me, to village ghetto life？

No more suprises hopin' I can open your eyes
And so I'm trying, instead of lookin' up in the sky
I'm in the fast lane speed dreaming
Nappin' on cruise control please believe it
In my city when you see it at night, look different than it does
in the day
Ain't no tellin' what'd happen if it wasn't this way
I ain't trippin' off of shit it's a good thing
I made a name off the local neighborhood gang

And at that time I started rhyming
And, set up a hill without help to start climbing
And I've been around this for a minute
You gotta get your own mix and get wit' it
I made myself, learn to pay myself
Nigga the game don't wait so I'ma stay myself
And now you can go and tell another nigga
On how the real ones is livin' in the ghetto

Would you like to go with me, down my dead end street？
Would you like to come with me, to village ghetto life？

Would you like to go with me, down my dead end street？
Would you like to come with me, to village ghetto life？


39.Somethin' To Bounce To

Warren G.
Suckas be hatin' when they know we makin' cash
I don't give a fuck, I'm still down and ready to smash
Haters be sayin' Warren G fell off
How is that when I put the beach and Snoop on the map
The only way they comin' to jack you
You better come right to save case and glocks on site
Ain't nobody I know checkin' for you

I got gold platinum, look at my wrist fool
It's a million and one ways to what people say
They gone say what they say but they fail to display
Where I went wrong, can't I do right
In the city I face snitches with no britches
Quick to judge and hold a grudge
And all this time I showed them love

This is somethin' for you to bounce to
It's for the summer time, I'm a hit switches for you

This is somethin' for you to bounce to
This is somethin' for you to bounce to
This is somethin' for you to bounce to
This is somethin' for you to bounce to

C'mon, yeah, c'mon

It's them niggas from the LBC
And we back with the stone cold mack
'Cuz the summer time 'bout to crack
Bud and the bitches come free
It's so lovely dippin' wit the Dub G G'd up blazin' weed up
Rollin' wit a Shooby Doo
A nine at least let alone die in peace on the eastside
These niggas really keepin' it G

If they don't then they won't, fuck a hater nigga I keep a heat
I am P Soopafly bond to go double plat
Fuck a rat, I'm a show you where the trouble at
Step to close, I let the duce go strut off wit two hoes
Look how the juice flows, it's a party and the eyes on me
As I fall in with a small grin, talkin' with the tall cain in my
hand
I'm so cool, I swear I'm do that damn thang
So vicious with my champaign bitches

This is somethin' for you to bounce to
This is somethin' for you to bounce to
This is somethin' for you to bounce to
This is somethin' for you to bounce to

G'd Dub what's really crackin' with you
I just signed a universal this game is so persal
What's up with you and your boy Snoop
That's my dogg for life how you figure we ain't tight
What's up with 2-1-3
It's comin', so start your tape that's runnin'
They wanna know is you keepin' it G'd
As big Lou Dogg from 21st street

It's amazin' how time flies
Some time I sit back and wonder why
Most people don't keep it tight
And most G's don't G it right
And me, I always bounce it right
Make you wiggle that ass till you get it right
Baby, what you perkin' for
Mo' bounce to the ounce if you wan't some more

This is somethin' for you to bounce to
This is somethin' for you to bounce to
This is somethin' for you to bounce to
This is somethin' for you to bounce to

This is somethin' for you to bounce to
This is somethin' for you to bounce to
This is somethin' for you to bounce to
This is somethin' for you to bounce to


40.G-Funk Is Here 2 Stay

Warren G.
Definitely on the G-Funk vibe

This rap shit got my own cactuses
Like we never slept on the same mattresses
Young age football practices
Biscuit shine, five of the ones on the waistline

I ain't worried about no platinum change
I'll give ya a 59 with a batman ass go range
Okay, musta being the zodiac
V.I.P I really don't let this shit get to me
I just flip tracks, spit facts

Get relaxed, with G-Funk laxed in the back
We stay in the ghetto, havin' a tap with rug rats
Cats, and taps, with flaps
Foul language, old English it's dangerous
It stays the same and never changes

G-Funk is here to stay
I pop a cap, domino's and spades
With a bag of gange and smoke it all day
There's a staircase, it's a true 21

Here's a toast to the thugs
High drop 4 sheezy, drinkin' ma bud
I still love NATE, rollin' from the sheezys
With a dress code like dubsy and a circle arse
G-Funk is here to stay


41.If We Give You a Chance

Warren G.
Well, kinda hungry, have you eaten？ Hardly any
Walking down sunset boulevard's
I had this miner on the lock
She said, that muthafucker look finer than a fuck
But he's an east coast 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

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 Hennessey
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 suave 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, reckless major carrots in my necklace
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