[RBX] Once again, the circle, hehe Continues to hit you with these masses hits Y'know, but we gone do it something like this For all them bustaz out here Check this out
[RBX - Hook (2x)] Hey, we came here to ride (don't do it) Forty battle ready and set to collide (don't do it) Niggas you won't know the death you die (don't do it) Suicide is a suicide (don't do it)
[Warren G] I'm deadly as ever Ready fo' whatever Tryna to keep my pockets heavy on the cheddar Got nothing to prove, just really expressing myself Why y'all niggas in the studio stressing yourself Ya got to do it So why not do it big Drop the music, and spit fluid to they wig Underdig I'm a split the game in half And leave 'em all mad like Warren you do done did Hey, we came here to ride Never slippin', but rather sippin' on my side Blaze up Cuz I'm tryin' ta raise up And flow I came up, from broke to paper'd up Don't test me I bust like a 12 gauge sort of And hoes jump on stage and rip they draws off And I see through all that see-through Make up and weave in ya hair these ignit But, hey
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[Warren G] Sworing to the streets Born in the Beach Armed with the heat Mourning my peeps Makin' niggas respect mine, I came to collect mine Comin' through with a Tech 9, lettin' my neck shine I let a nigga slide with a pass but next time I might disconnect his neck from his spine Run up and catch 'em from behind and stretch 'em We squeez triggers like ketchup, wet ya whole stretch up Scared of the truth, you fear it, don't wanna hear it 'till the Smith's bust, then you listen up Cuz I'm a tell it like it is, like it was or like it always will be Give a fuck if you feel me
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[Warren G] Who am I? W-A double R E-N to the mothafuckin' G Suicide Niggas hang theyself Might as well bend over, and fingerbang theyself Sell they soul for the faim and wealth And end up broke and lonely Nobody to blaim but yourself But me, I keep it all business Cuz this is business, can I get a witness See I been chillin' like a villain With a million and my children Plottin' or revealin' what the game been conceilin' I got a little older and learned a bit A plot the effort and earned a grip Now I know there is a hater in every circle As I roll another vega heavy with purple Take a puff and inhale and hold it 'till it get stale In my chest exhale my stress My nigga R-B-X