rate me

[Warren G]

What's up negros and negrettes?

It's your boy Warren G

You know what I'm saying?

Chillin' with the home boy Mack 10

And we gon' lay a lil' sumpin' down for y'all

Let y'all know what time it is

Show you how we keepin' it real wit' it

You know, cuz this world is built on material thangs

But we ain't trippin' off that

We want y'all to know this, check it


I want it all; money, fast cars

Diamond rings, gold chains and champagne

Shit, everydamn thing

I want it all; houses, expenses

My own business, a truck, hmm, and a couple o' Benz's

I want it all; brand new socks and drawls

And I'm ballin everytime I stop and talk to y'all

I want it all, all, all, all

I want it all, all, all, all, all

[Warren G]

They say, 'There go Warren G with that envious stare'

I love this game too much, I wish these haters wasn't here

It's a shame, we came too far to turn back

It's a cold world, it gets so hard, you learned that

>From falling, tryin' to walk from crawl

Tryin' to hustle up from broke to ballin'

And, yeah, y'all in effect that's all me

The jiggy G-Z, all my niggas that keep it real and do it easy

Believe me, young nigga, fat meat is greasy

And shit stank, so if you plot a lick and hit a bank

And get away, or get gaffled, the very next day

Don't cry, hold your head up high

And remember what you told yourself, nigga

I said remember what you told yourself, nigga

I said remember what you told yourself, nigga

I said remember what you told yourself, nigga


[Mack 10]

I want it all, so I got to wake up and ball

And thanks to y'all, I got plaques on the wall

Mack 10 laced with the know how to paper chase

Crushed ice, throw my Rollie face in the platinum fan base

>From net workin' and hustlin', no doubt, I got clout

And live the lifestyle that Robin Leach talkin' about

Slow down player, don't hate cuz you can't relate

The Bently Coupes and kickin' gears on Harley's with the straights

I got more lime light than Vegas on cable

Will it enable to shoot C-Note "Yo's" at the crap table

And while you can't get off the ground, I'm getting high

A nigga fly and fly, with the desire to build an empire

I strapped up and took flight like a missle

Told them loud and clear as a whistle 'Hoo Bangin' is official'

Handing out gold medallions at roll-call

I'ma ball and never fall cuz Mack 10 want it all



[Warren G]

Me and 10 get paid escapade to the spot

We hot like rocks served on hot blocks

I notice money make the world circulate

So we gon' stack and stack and take a sip and perculate

Bump, let the woofers sub (sub), show the homies love (love)

Warren to the G (G), and Little G-Dogg (Dogg)

Surface on the low, slide or don't slide at all

Ride or don't ride at all

[Mack 10]

Warren, I couldn't be more serious about my 'fetti

I stay tight on the mic and keep the pen movin' steady

I want it all, dog, and it might be greed

I hate to trip, but I got two little mouths to feed

They don't know nuttin' about no excuses and disrespect

Or somebody bein' jank with they Daddy's royalty check

And at that point, I'm through talkin', dog, enough said

So, if you owe Mack money, then I suggest you break bread

I want it all

(Chorus x3)

[Warren G] [Mack 10]

Mack 10 What up? I know

The paper's out there, ha ha Yeah, Warren G

What up? You know

The paper's out there, ha ha Yeah

G Funk What up? You know

The paper's out there, ha ha That's right

What? Hoo Bangin' What up? We know

The paper's out there, ha ha That's right, what?

The whole world

Paper's out there Speak on it

Ha ha

Wrong: All the hood

Right: All the hood rats What up? You know

Paper's out there

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