WARREN G - What We Go Through

rate me

(what's up warren g? )

Whats happenin? I'm just chillinyou know

Checkin my game you digyou know

Trippin off these fools around the situationyou know it's like that

[mr. malik]

I went from hustlin and slangin to bustin and bangin

I got to keep it realso fuck not cursin when I'm sangin

Now let me tell y'all about this shitwent down the other nite

Me and the doggs see some niggazjust caught up in da hype

Tryin to ride and get by like da fbi

Cause we know bout them hk'sthey right outside

But we never knew y'all had a clue bout what we go through

So tell how the fuck could you speak on my crew


I went from dirt to large work like boatloads of keys

It's hard work and it hurts to live life on ya knees

So God please have a lil mercy on my soul

What my eyes see my mind think my hand should hold

The outcome of these actions warm hearts turn cold

Lil snake tryin to blast me wit the gun he stole

We hang outbanged outsame route as the day before

Blessed wit perceptionbut don't know how my days a go

Could see my nigga hittin wit some paya few days ago


Blaze up a flowsit watch my paper grow

Cautiousin case niggaz wanna cross this

But they can't cross meI'm way too flossy

Out here makin millions

All in wit the villians

Let's turn these millions to trillions

I've seen it all pop slow unfoldand go

Now it's time to get mo' doughya know

I play unda tha wrath a thunder

Electric shocks hot as da summer

More foul than funnergun ya

In the open rangeman it seems strange

Even sometimes deranged inside my brain

I hold the keyidentify then flee

Every mc close to me

Cause I'm supposed to be all in wit my chips (nigga)

I'm all in with the crips and bloods

Grips for thugsI nudge

The homey on his shouldacuz every day I'm gettin older

As the world turns and gets colder

Laid back I shot me sumpinperfec from dynamicbangin g-funk

[warren g]

Well I moved from the east to the west

Word on the streetniggaz wanna test

But these mc'sis scared to buck

Plus they talk too much and smoke too many blunts

You fuckin rookies

Sweet as mr. smith's cookies

Ya hate me one minute and tha next ya wanna buck me

He sent a hoein the back seat of my fo'

While ya goin back to caliwatch how you flow

Now ya knowabout this warren g era

G-funk terrorlook into tha mirror

And what you see is the don of the company

(warren gwarrenwarrenwarren's to tha g)

You still seewhat I see

All of the homies in the lb

Sittin backand we makin the cash

Warren gperfechershey locc and bad ass

(chorus) x2

And we never knew you had clue of what we go through

So how in tha fuck could y'all speak of our crew

Ya thought thisya thought thatwe thought y'all should laid back

Yeah it's like thatfor me it's like that

Sittin backand we makin the cash

It's warrenperfechershey loc and bad ass

Sittin backand we makin the cash

It's warrenperfechershey loc and bad ass

Ya know what I'm sayin warren g

With my homeboy from the pound hershey locc

And the homey perfecya know what I'm sayin and mr. badass

And thats how we doin it foolyeah

We ain't bangin on wacks niggawe doin it like we should be fool


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