Prince Igor (Radio Edit)

Verse 1 (Warren G):

Warren G top dog

Patrolling the beach

****** say they hard as bricks

But they as soft as a peach

Claiming the G of all G's

Please, I come blowing through like the breeze

Sittin' on the threes

Post it coast it mashing down Pacific coast

And the bomb chrome rims black on black Yukon

With nuts hangin' from the city where the bangers be bangin'

It don't seem like **** is changin'

I hollered at the homie the other day

G'd up at the park sippin' Alizé

One of the homies took a beatin'

So now it's be in a gang checkin' at the meetin'

Life cycles repeatin'

It's just another sunset fallin' to sea

I can hear the homies the past calling me

And you know what I've discovered

What they keep saying:

Keep your mind on the money,

Mutha *******, to shake busters

Chorus, in Russian (Sissel Kyrkjeb):

Улетай на крыльях ветра

Ты в край родной, родная песня наша,

Туда, где мы тебя свободно пели,

Где было так привольно нам с тобою.

Verse 2 (Warren G):

Have you ever sold millions?

But yet you ****** persist and talk ****

Get off my ****

You'll never catch me slippin'

Rollin' with the heats

Slap da clippin'

I never thought the world'd start trippin'

My life's a trypto

Hit the crypto

Blow the whistle

They think I bang

So I'll pack a pistol

Warren to the G is a G

I don't **** with you *****

So don't **** with me

With me let's ride

To the East side

Slide like a fo

I packs a fo-fo

When I'm steppin' outdo's

To the bang to the boogie

If I speak then I spoke

Warren G'll do it every time to you low

Get the party yeah

Like blazing smoke

The East side of the beach

West side the coast

You know the ****** that I rock with hogs

Attack dogs that say ****** are down to die

Repeat Chorus

Verse 3 (Warren G):

Who's the man?

I've been from London to Japan

Stomp land to land

To the Egyptian sands

You can't check me, disrespect me

You mock me up

With the bass thumpin' out my truck

And all this police trying to lock me up

Money rules the world and I've made the loot

So don't make me shoot

Cos tryin' to match you

Gets you done every time

I ain't tryin' to hurt nobody

But I'm down for mine

Biatch

Money over power

Power over money

Money over power

Power over money

Money over power

Power over money

Money over power

Power over money

Money over power

Biatch, biatch

Repeat Chorus 2 times