Here comes another one
Still we making paper, still we having fun
Hitting the dance floor, stealing their groovin'
Passenger, bad female, what the hell
I think it's time we do it, they said it couldn't be done
(Holla)
Still we making paper, still we having fun
Tightest combination in the industry
In South scene, me and the team trying to fuck us some sluts
Around my dogs, banging the pound, swanging the town
Like wintergreenmint, talk shit
Ex-cons with that gangsta gangsta gangsta shit
Industry ways, that's how Hollywood pays
Poppin' a litty got some rappers scared of these days
Bulletproof, emotint you can't see
So I advise y'all to chill with the games
Mean mugs in the club, mean nothing to us
It gets tints on the floor, staple center chick
Sleep with the fish, you cement
Oh, you know how that shit go
(Whats up? 'Cuz)
I hope by now it's proven, Nate and Warren G
Still we making paper, still we having fun
Niggas start trippin', I'm on the next tail
2000 Ucon Excel, duel exhaust, TV screen, DVD, e-mail
Tightest combination in the industry
I can steal the flame, eyes kill with the pain
Tightest combination in the industry
I hope by now it's proven, Nate and Warren G
'38 snub in the waist, in case fools lose love
In front of the club, make your woman wanna holla
I think it's time we do it, they said it couldn't be done
Ate by selling drugs
These days still the same
I can see us smashing up the shore past laws that's lost
Stash spot, with the hollow head shell
Handle mines, we use pistols
How we choose, now I'm aggravated and assault is my next move
Next to Denzel and Nicholsen, Phil Jackson whistlin'
So fuck whoever in the fame, forever a man
Poppin' our collars with our nephews
Hands free, callin' up my nigga Warren G
Uh, top dollar when I dip my Impala
Entertain for the cheddar and the change
Bad MC, Mike Fiend, you the know spinage
Here comes another one
I think it's time we do it, they said it couldn't be done
I keep it gangsta, I ain't trying to be rude hoe
Doing they damn thing and ain't worried about a damn thing
I hope by now it's proven, Nate and Warren G
When we disaprove of that nonsense
Dying to fuck, I chuck us when we step through
New residence, with no hesitance
G's move with the conscience
Mr. G rollin' up weed, Afghani sense
But man, that's the celebrity ways
Next to you, you got millionaires moving
Success means issues, so I guess it's time for me to disclude
Here come another hit
I pull strings, like Mya Landske
Or give when cats get fed off the four or fifths
At a playa though, what's your dude yo?
