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    Warren G

    Reality

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    Добавлена 20 февраля 2008 пользователем AND1

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    I don't know why they mad at me
    They can't catch me but still they after me
    When we deal face to face, is a tragedy
    You ask why i got my gun they might blast at me
    Real niggaz, real shit, reality
    Who gives a fuck if you niggaz is mad at me
    Fuck around with Warren G its a tragedy
    Real niggaz, real shit, reality
    Warren G top dog
    Patrollin the beach
    Niggaz say they as hard as bitch
    But they're as soft as a peach
    Claimin the G of all G's
    Please
    I come blowin through like the breeze
    Sittin on threes
    Post it
    Coastin mashing down Pacfic Coastin
    The bomb chrome rims black on black Yukon
    With nuts hangin' from the city
    Where the bangers is being banging
    it dont seem like shit is changing
    I holla'd at the homey the other day
    G'ded up at the park sippin alisah
    One of the homeys took a beaten
    So now we spend at being a gang
    of checking at the meetin like cycles repeatin
    It's just another sunset fall in sea
    I can here the homeys in the past callin me
    And you know what i discovered
    What they keep saying
    Keep your mind on your money
    muthafuckers and shake busters
    [Chorus]
    Have you ever sold millions
    But yet you niggaz persist to talk shit
    Get of my dick
    You never catch me slipping
    Rollin with the heat
    Slap the clip in
    I never thought the world would started trippin
    My life is a trip, though
    Hit the crip though
    Blow the whistle
    They think i banged
    So i packed a pistol
    Warren to tha G is a G
    I don't fuck with you nigga
    So don't fuck with me
    Let's ride to the east side
    Slide like a fo
    I packs a fo-fo
    When i'm steppin out doors
    To the bang to the buggy
    If i speak then i spoke
    Warren G do it every time to you Locc
    Get the party beat like blaze and smoke
    The east side and the beach
    West side of the coast
    You know the niggaz that i ride with
    Hogs, attack dogs
    the same niggaz i'm down to die with muthafucka
    [Chours]
    Who's the man
    I've been from London to Japan
    Stomp land to land
    To the Egyptian sands
    You can't check me
    Dis-respect me
    Or mop me up
    With the base bumpin' out my truck
    And all these police trying to lock me up
    Money rules the world
    And I made the loot
    So don't make me shoot
    Cuz trying to mash
    Will get you done every time
    I ain't trying to hurt nobody
    But i'm down for mine
    [Chorus]
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