Mr. Smutly just slow ya muthafuckin' roll
So what you really wanna do I'd a done it
There ain't no puzzle I let's it be known that I'm the trip
It's me, the Warren to the G gee G Z
I'm stoppin' fools like blood clots
The flow that I kick is nuthin' less than a life ender
Ya fuckin' around and set it off Long Beach is where I'm from
That was Warren G, that was Jah Skills, and that was the Twinz
Couldn't turn my styles even if ya had a token
I'm hangin' around like nut sacs with a dick
Niggaz say I'm crazy but to others I'm just nutty
Now you realize wack MCs I must chastize
I'm a shoot him while my nigga blaze up the buddha
Why oh why oh why? Well why not?
Lovin this shit called rap ass burnin' through your back
Well are you high yet?
Notorious bitches but I don't love no one time
so peep it as I take ya down the backstreet
Let me tell you how it goes
Rockin with the T W I N S', so uhh let me just bless this
'Coz I will just fuckin' fight till I get mines
Snap long time ago ya lost ya flow
Usin' time with my hood as that street walker
My lyrics rang out to stop parties like there was gun shots
It's me uh can I just please thee?
My mind is throbbing I went bobbing for snapple
So best believe that I'm a threat, fuck a chin check
Breakin' off fools in my way on this whoo-ride
Mixed with E&J so my insides just crackle pop
You was hopin' that I would quit but
That's why niggaz keep doin' niggaz but I'm not that nigga to be done
I'm sick, I know that styles abstract up your ass crack
My ends, let me roll with my friends
'Coz I don't give a damn, ya life ain't shit without no money
Let me break thee, smoke thee, choke thee and locc thee
Jah Skills will just speak as I enter the G-Funk Era
Mr. Smutly I'm not a punk thief
Nigga you can't fuck with this 'coz uhh I bends, when I bends my style
Have you ever heard of a nigga called Warren G?
The gun totin' bumpin' indosmokin' bad ass English 'coz it's broken
'Coz I ain't goin' out us niggaz always keep activity
Shouldn't I represent this shit called hip hop and it won't stop
Tryin' to take whats mine is some shit I just roll past
show you how I do it, how ya do it
The real niggaz from the Eastside, darkside
Rock the muthafuckin' M I to the C all day all night
Tell me why you tweak, well I don't know why however
Top notch glock cock so you remember
And when we light it up, it's on
You can't see this 'coz I'm wicked and wild
This is the G-Child, spacekateer space cadets
Can you recollect ya talk shit? You get checked
Gang bang so I'm gonna have to take what's mine
A taste of the Chronic, another nigga gone but gettin' his head flown
It's me Warren G on the muthafuckin' gangsta stroll
Locc packin mo stackin' mo shit than I did before
I breaks em off to get my ends meet, pow
Whoo! Spacekateers, in case y'all didn't know
'Coz yo mouth like zip loc so I know you wont run it
Victim of the ghetto so I'm sluggin'
Wow how dow wow how dow piggy pow
I'm trapped up in a cycle but I'm keepin' my humanity
The man won't give me mine so the whitey I'll keep muggin'
Prime example of a night stalker caught up in that bind
Muthafuckin M I C right now how
So watch yo step before you step into my path
