What We Go Through

(What's up Warren G )

What's happenin I'm just chillin you know

Checkin my game you dig you know

Trippin off these fools around the situation

You know it's like that

I went from hustlin

And slangin to bustin and bangin

I got to keep it real

So **** not cursin when I'm sangin

Now let me tell y'all about this ****

Went down the other nite

Me and the doggs see some ******

Just caught up in da hype

Tryin to ride and get by like da FBI

Cause we know bout them hk's

They right outside

But we never knew y'all had a clue

Bout what we go through

So tell how the **** 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 out banged out

Same route as the day before

Blessed wit perception

But don't know how my days a go

Could see my ***** hittin

Wit some pay a few days ago

Blaze up a flow sit watch my paper grow

Cautious in case ****** wanna cross this

But they can't cross me I'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 unfold and go

Now it's time to get mo' dough ya know

I play unda tha wrath a thunder

Electric shocks hot as da summer

More foul than funner gun ya

In the open range man it seems strange

Even sometimes deranged inside my brain

I hold the key identify then flee

Every MC close to me

Cause I'm supposed to be

All in wit my chips (*****)

I'm all in with the crips and bloods

Grips for thugs I nudge

The homey on his shoulda

Cuz every day I'm gettin older

As the world turns and gets colder

Laid back I shot me sumpin

Perfec from dynamic bangin G-Funk

Well I moved from the East to the West

Word on the street ****** wanna test

But these MC's is scared to buck

Plus they talk too much

And smoke too many blunts

You ****** rookies

Sweet as Mr Smith's cookies

Ya hate me one minute

And tha next ya wanna buck me

He sent a hoe in the back seat of my fo'

While ya Goin Back To Cali

Watch how you flow

Now ya know about this Warren G Era

G-Funk terror look into tha mirror

And what you see is the don of the company

(Warren G Warren Warren

Warren's to tha G)

You still see what I see

All of the homies in the LB

Sittin back and we makin the cash

Warren G Perfec Hershey Locc and Bad Ass

And we never knew you had

Clue of what we go through

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

Ya thought this ya thought that

We thought y'all should laid back

Yeah it's like that for me it's like that

I say we never knew you had clue

Of what we go through

So how in tha **** could

Y'all speak of our crew

Ya thought this ya thought that

We thought y'all should laid back

Yeah it's like that for me it's like that

Sittin back and we makin the cash

It's Warren Perfec Hershey Loc and Bad Ass

Sittin back and we makin the cash

It's Warren Perfec Hershey Loc and Bad Ass

Ya know what I'm sayin Warren G

With my homeboy from the pound Hershey Locc

And the homey Perfec

Ya know what I'm sayin and Mr Badass

And that's how we doin it fool yeah

We ain't bangin on wacks *****

We doin it like we should be fool

Yeah