Warren G - So Many Ways Lyrics

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Hey, nah ya goin miss up on the G-Funk era,

Ya know we said things won for Warren G, and soon turned superstar

 

(Warren G)

11-10-7 D that was my intro

But now in 94, I'm rollin a 64

Cuz things get shady where the grass is greener

Niggaz throwin up sets in hoods like they neva seen a

Young mack daddy do his thing cuz I pack right

I got 44 ways to make you act right

And its a shame how the game must be played

It was told never fold by the niggaz you can't fade

So raise up off this young hog

Cuz I heard you punkin some but you can't punk me y'all

I got my own thang cuz I let my nuts hang

If you wanna bring it, bring it on no pain no gain

So as I creep can you peep what I speak

Techniques unique, so what you sayin is obsolete

So there it is as I go about my days

I can only bring it to you like this in so many ways

 

(Chorus)

 

Hey, hey, hey this is Warren G you know

And I was in Baghdad

Before these lil youngstaz was in they Daddy bag

Ya know, yeah, they in violation Wayniac so hound em

 

(Wayniac)

Its all plain and simple

I roll just to serve a lifetime wit my niggaz

Idiotic fools can't figure

The way I display or should I say more than that

Its crucial when I name how many niggaz got my back

Neva lack, the skills when its time to handle mine

You can't front if you wanna but you still know the time

I'm, the nigga that they call Wayniac (what that mean)

I'm the nigga stayin down for the home team

So if you didn't know let me slow ya roll

This pro is on the go with some shit you ain't heard before

So recognize game in your face

A touch of the bass then I'm gone without a trace

 

(Chorus)

 

(Warren G)

I stay true to the game

But some stay blind to the fact

That if I don't look good, you dont look good

So please rearrange and change the shit you doin

You fuckin yourself cuz you the one gettin screwed

As I, ease on down the rick road

As I shift from first to second, cruise control

So blaze up the buddha

Cuz I got drink, and dont think

We dont roll without a full tank

Of that bomb ass shit called the funk

Cuz I am the G and the funk is what you want

Now, lets take a trip to the other side of town

Niggaz flip flop and they neva stay down

Wanna be all they can be, but gettin held back

Tryin to take what is mine, (what) what type of shit is that?

So, this is for the homies stay down for your pay

I can't only bring it to you like this in so many ways

 

(Chorus)

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Warren G - Gangsta Sermon Lyrics

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Good evenin'

I must Repeat

And cheat once again

We gonna talk about bitches n Hoz

There is somethin wrong with 'em

Especially now

They want niggas to give 'em cronic

And all that shit too

But bitch

I said bitch

I ain't gonna go for it

Not now

Not ever

Lets raise the offerin'.

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Warren G - Regulate Lyrics

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G:

Regulators

We regulate any stealing of his property

We're damn good too

But you can't be any geek off the street

Gotta be handy with the steel if you know what I mean, earn your keep!

Regulators! Mount up!

 

G:

It was a clear black night, a clear white moon

Warren G. was on the streets, trying to consume

Some skirts for the eve, so I can get some phones

Rollin' in my ride, chillin' all alone

 

Nate:

Just hit the Eastside of the LBC

On a mission trying to find Mr. Warren G.

Seen a car full of girls, ain't no need to tweak

All you skirts know what's up with 2-1-3

 

G:

So I hooks a left on 2-1 and Lewis

Some brothas shootin' dice so I said Let's do this

I jumped out the ride, and said What's up?

Some brothas pulled some gats so I said I'm stuck.

 

Nate:

Since these girls peepin' me I'ma glide and swerve

These hookers lookin' so hard they straight hit the curb

Won't 'cha think of better things than some horny tricks

I see my homey and some suckers all in his mix

 

G:

I'm gettin' jacked, I'm breakin' myself

I can't believe they taking Warren's wealth

They took my rings, they took my Rolex

I looked at the brotha said Damn, what's next?

 

Nate:

They got my homey hemmed up and they all around

Can't none of them seeing if they going straight pound for pound

They wanna come up real quick before they start to clown

I best pull out my strap and lay them busters down

 

G:

They got guns to my head

I think I'm going down

I can't believe this happenin' in my own town

If I had wings I would fly

Let me contemplate

I glance in the cut and I see my homey Nate

 

Nate:

Sixteen in the clip and one in the hole

Nate Dogg is about to make some bodies turn cold

Now they droppin' and yellin'

It's a tad bit late

Nate Dogg and Warren G. had to regulate

 

I laid all them busters down

I let my gat explode

Now I'm switching my mind back into freak mode

If you want skirts sit back and observe

I just left a gang of hoes over there on the curb

 

G:

Now Nate got the freaks

And that's a known fact

Before I got jacked I was on the same track

Back up, back up cause it's on

N-A-T-E and me

The Warren to the G.

 

Nate:

Just like I thought

They were in the same spot

In need of some desperate help

The Nate Dogg and the G. Child

Were in need of something else

One of them dames was sexy as hell

I said Ooh, I like your size

She said My car's broke down and you sing real nice,

Would ya let me ride?

I got a car full of girls and it's going real swell

The next stop is the Eastside Motel

 

G:

I'm tweaking

Into a whole new era

G-Funk

Step to this, I dare ya

Funk, on a whole new level

 

Nate:

The rhythm is the bass and the bass is the treble

 

G:

Chords

Strings

We brings

Melody

G-Funk

Where rhythm is life

And life is rhythm

 

Nate:

If you know like I know

You don't wanna step to this

It's the G-Funk era

Funked out with a gangsta twist

If you smoke like I smoke

Then you're high like everyday

And if your ass is a buster

2-1-3 will regulate

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