G Warren lyrics
G Warren lyrics
"I Want It All Lyrics"
(feat. Mack 10)
[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 k
Dead Mans Hill Lyrics
we were down at dead man's hill smoking vines like cigarettes looking through the trashy mags trying to feel what's coming next you told me of crashing cars older brothers and late nigh
now this, check itwe were down at dead man's hill smoking vines like cigarettes looking through the trashy mags trying to feel what's coming next you told me of crashing cars older brothers and late nigh
[Chorus]
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]
Middleman Lyrics
You know I couldn't be me, if it wasn't for you, I feel like shit and look like plastic, but I'll get through, You know its plain to see what's going to do, As long as it don't get too drastic then w
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, youn
Wiseblood Lyrics
(Kurt Stevenson, Patrick Winningham, & Chris Boesel) I'm an outcast that no one can save anymore and the days of my youth, have all long gone by I was the kind of boy the devil would of
g nigga, fat meat is greasy(Kurt Stevenson, Patrick Winningham, & Chris Boesel) I'm an outcast that no one can save anymore and the days of my youth, have all long gone by I was the kind of boy the devil would of
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
[Chorus]
[Mack 10]
I want it all, s