Runnin Wit No Breaks Lyrics

Runnin Wit No Breaks

Yeah, if you want it I got it ya need it baby

Yeah, it’s warren g
beeyatch



Jah skills-

(jah skills will just speak)

As I
enter the g-funk era

(tell me why you tweak)

Well I don’t know
why however

My mind is throbbing

I went bobbing for snapple

Mixed with e&j so my insides just crackle pop

Snap long time ago
ya lost ya flow

Now you realize wack mcs I must chastize (what)

The
gun totin bumpin indosmokin

Bad ass english cuz it’s broken

Couldn’t turn my styles even if ya had a token

You was hopin that I
would quit but (aww shit)

I’m hangin around like nut sacs with a
dick

I’m sick, I know that styles abstract up your ass crack

Lovin this shit called rap ass burnin through your back (jah skills

Muthafucka)

I’m stoppin fools like blood clots

My lyrics rang
out to stop parties like there was gun shots

Why oh why oh why well why
not

Shouldn’t I represent this shit called hip hop and it wont stop



Warren g-

Well are you high yet

Can you recollect ya talk
shit you get checked

Mr. smutly I’m not a punk thief

Let me break
thee, smoke thee, choke thee and locc thee

Muthafuckin m-i-c right now
how

Wow how dow wow how dow piggy pow

Its me, the warren to the g
gee g z

Its me uh can I just please thee

Rock the muthafuckin m-i
to the c all day all night

Cuz I will just fuckin fight till I get
mines

My ends, let me roll with my friends

Nigga you can’t fuck
with this cuz uhh I bends

When I bends my style

You can’t see
this cuz I’m wicked and wild

Mr. smutly just slow ya muthafuckin
roll

Its me warren g on the muthafuckin gangsta stroll

Rockin with
the t-w-i-n-ss

So uhh let me just bless this



Bo roc-

Have you ever heard of a nigga called warren g



Trip locc-

There ain’t no puzzle

I lets it be known that I’m the trip

Locc packin mo stackin mo shit than I did before

The real niggaz from
the eastside, darkside

Breakin off fools in my way on this whoo-ride

So best believe that I’m a threat

(fuck a chin check)

I’m a
shoot him while my nigga blaze up the buddha

And when we light it up,
it’s on

A taste of the chronic, another nigga gone, but gettin his
head

Flown

(so what you really wanna do) I’d a done it

Cuz
yo mouth like zip loc so I know you wont run it

Top notch glock cock so
you remember

The flow that I kick is nuthin less than a life ender

So watch yo step before you step into my path

Tryin to take what’s
mine is some shit I just roll past



Wayniac-

Let me tell you
how it goes

Prime example of a night stalker

Caught up in that
bind

Usin time with my hood as that street walker

(gang bang) so
I’m gonna have to take what’s mine

Notorious bitches but I don’t
love no one time

So peep it as I take ya down the backstreet

Show
you how I do it (how ya do it)

I breaks em off to get my ends meet
(pow)

Victim of the ghetto so I’m sluggin

The man wont give me
mine so the whitey I’ll keep muggin

I’m trapped up in a cycle but
I’m keepin my humanity

Cuz I ain’t goin out (us niggaz always keep
activity)

Niggaz say I’m crazy but to others I’m just nutty

Cuz
I don’t give a damn, ya life ain’t shit without no money

Thats why
niggaz keep doin niggaz but I’m not that nigga to be done

Ya fuckin
around and set it off long beach is where I’m from



G child-

Whoo!! spacekateers, in case y’all didn’t know

That was warren g,
that was jah skills, and that was the twinz,

Hahaha

This is the
g-child, spacekateer space cadets

Its on like that and it’s on like
this, so don’t miss