Lyrics:
Just in case your man is hating
Tell your boy he better chill (Summertime)
Tell your boy he better chill (Summertime)
[Chorus]
[Warren G]
I'm addicted
[Warren G]
213
Childhood homies way back in the day
since then it's been 213 the hard way
Rapping on the street corners, young as can be
All
on snooze
That nigga a snitch
He telling the truth
I fuck on yo bitch
Then go to the stu
Call me Warren D
I'm gettin' the cheese
By burnin' the leaf
whistlin' this
Lookin' for a place, 'cause boy do I miss
A place that I can chill away from fake shit
I can't play 'cause I am not complacent
My spot
Hey, nah ya goin 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
thousand in there (G-Unit radio)
When the drama get to poppin'
It don't bother me, it don't bother me
(50 cent) when the shell casings get to
Droppin' it
by the pad
And walk on my marble floor
Just to say you blew with the remarkable
[Warren G]
Listen to me baby doll
I'm hated by many, loved by 213
ladies in the spot
If you workin' what you got
If you a walka not a talka (G's up G's up)
I'm not the type for many words (I'm just too chill)
Less I got
fly
(Snoop Dogg)
Yeah he super sly
NATE DOGG! (Yeah)
(Nate Dogg)
Ohh ohh ohh I'm fly, yaaaa
(Warren G)
Warren G..
3 piece with a mink
Gotta think my
control
You know I keep it G from head to soul
I step up in the spot, each pocket's on bulge
I'm a gangsta to the fullest, D's and Vogues
Bitches keep
startled by the presence (the East is)
(When the East is in the house)
(Oh my, God, danger)
(When the East is in the house)
(Oh my, G-God)
(When
startled by the presence (the East is)
(When the East is in the house)
(Oh my, God, danger)
(When the East is in the house)
(Oh my, G-God)
(When
Hey, nah ya goin' 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
(K. Swisha)
Trap out the spot, trap out the spot
Trap out the spot, trap out the spot (yeah, yeah)
Trap out the spot, trap out the spot
Trap
one, gun by my side as I mob through the beach
On a mission and I'm fishin' for my DJ Warren G
Now I as I look for the bud sack
And see where my loves
I'm always on the job
No breaks
Push my body until it breaks
I'm tryna get a cutie
To give me face
You should hit me up
I'm tryna get a G-F
So I can
Staying G's for life
Young ballers coming up
Staying high till we die
Have you heard about them boys?
They go by Slowed and Throwed
Steady sipping on a four
Uh-huh, ye-yeah, it's like this
If you got big dollars, Spit That G
KnowwhatImean? If you got mad honies, Spit That G
If you gettin dough
G's)
Now, when you're rollin' through yo' motherfuckin' hood
Tell me what you see
(Some motherfuckin' G's)
Roamin' in my motherfuckin' hood
demons with some decimals
Baby i came to decimate (?)
Like warren g i regulate
You aint gotta like me eat ya popcorn & just speculate
Shit maybe,
Navigator
My big body Denali, sqauatting like a Florida Gator
Tell them playa haters, E.S.G. I don't bar
50 cash and dash, like my name was Peter Warren
I
[50 Cent]
Yeah! 50 Cent.. Lloyd Banks.. Young Buck...
G G G G G-Unit! Haha!
[Young Buc]
Vacate your home I come to brake your bones
Americas
Young beast from the East
So you know I put it in
I'm that ghetto gorgeous gangster girl
With the fly G slide international (is wretch you know)
By
have you ever heard of G-Funk? (ah, get me faded)
Tell me have you ever heard? (ah, get me faded)
Nate Dogg and Warren G had to regulate
I'm gonna
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