She said, "My car's broke down and you seem real nice
The next stop is the East Side Motel
They got my homey hemmed up and they all around
So I hooks a left on the two one to Lewis
One of them dames was sexy as hell I said, "Ooh I like your style"
I laid all them busters down I let my gat explode
I see my homey and some suckers all in his mix
They gonna come up real quick before they start to clown
I'm tweaking onto a whole new era
Would you let me ride?"
If you want skirts step back and observe
Seen a car full of girls ain't no need to tweak
Back up back up 'cuz it's on
N A T E and me the Warren to the G
I best pull out my strap and lay them busters down
If you know like I know you don't wanna step to this
I looked at the brothers and said, "Damn, what's next?"
I just left a gang of those over there on the curb
I can't believe they're taking Warren's wealth
These hookers lookin' so hard they straight hit the curb
Before I got jacked I was on the same track
Just hit the eats side of the LBC
I glanced in the cut and I see my homey Nate
Nate Dogg is about to make some bodies turn cold
Some brothers shootin' dice so I said, "Let's do this"
In need of some desperate help
Now they droppin' and yellin' it's a tad bit late
On a mission trying to find Mr. Warren G
Funk, on a whole new level
Now Nate got the freaks and that's a known fact
Nate Dogg and Warren G had to regulate
Some brothers pulled some gats so I said, "I'm stuck"
If I had wings I could fly let me contemplate
The rhythm is the base and the base is the treble
Just rollin' in my ride, chillin' all alone
All you skirts know what's up with 213
I jumped out the ride, and said, "What's up?"
Some skirts for the eve, so I can get some funk
If you smoke like I smoke then you high like everyday
I can't believe this happened in my home town
I'm gettin' jacked, I'm breakin' myself
They took my rings, they took my Rolex
Where rhythm is life and life is rhythm
Just like I thought they were in the same spot
I got a car full of girls and it's going real swell
They got guns to my head I think I'm going down
It's the G-Funk era, funked out with a gangster twist
Now I'm switching my mind back into freak mode
Sixteen in the clip and one in the hole
G-Funk step to this I dare ya
Chords, strings, we brings melody G-Funk
Ain't none of them seeing if they going straight pound for pound
The Nate Dogg and the G child were in need of something else
Since these girls peepin' me I'm glide and swerve
Gonna think of better things than some horny tricks
