G Warren What We Go Through Promo Lyrics

What We Go Through Promo Lyrics

Whats up Warren G?)  

 Whats happenin? I'm just chillin, you know  

 Checkin my game you dig, you know  

 Trippin off these fools around the situation, you know its like that  

  

 [Mr. Malik]  

 I went from hustlin and slangin to bustin and bangin  

 I got to keep it real, so fuck not cursin when I'm sangin  

 now let me tell y'all about this shit, went down the other nite  

 me and the doggs see some niggaz, just caught up in tha hype  

 tryin to ride and get by like tha 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 fuck could you speak on my crew  

  

 [Badass]  

 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 nigga hittin wit some pay, a few days ago  

  

 [Daz]  

 Now we back in the mix with some more clips and paper though  

 I can't do nothing but enjoy myself  

 gotta do it myself, got a gang of wealth  

 its bloodclottin muthafuckaz seem like they want it all  

 but they can't, trying to fake on me and my doggs  

 if I fall I fail, gotta retrace my trail  

 cross C's to clock G's I bell with bell  

 I keep the throw downs for mine  

 Warren G, Dogg Pound clockin the doves and come  

 serve your whole fuckin hood with some bud and rhymes  

  

 [Kurupt]  

 Plus you niggaz dont mash like mine, throw em 17 times  

 money like a muthafucka, homey give me mines  

 paid, I come stomping like a parade, the escapades  

 psychoatic analysis, as I consume, always cartin the mushrooms  

 with clear sight, the daylight's like the night  

 a closet full of Franklins, a G's paradise  

 a nice 40 ounce a O.E. on ice  

 precise poetic performing nice on mics  

  

 [Warren G]  

 Well I flew from the East to the West  

 Word on the street, niggaz wanna test  

 But these MC's, is scared to buck  

 Plus they talk too much and smoke too many blunts  

 You fuckin 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, that nigga  

 (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, Kurupt, Hershey, Daz and Badass  

  

 (Chorus) x2  

 And we never knew you had clue of what we go through  

 So how in tha fuck 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 G, Kurupt, Hershey, Daz and Badass  

 Sittin back,and we makin the cash  

 It's Warren G, Kurupt, Hershey, Daz and Badass  

  

 Thats right  

 Ya know what I'm sayin Warren G  

 with my homeboys from the pound Daz Dillinger, Kurupt the Kingpin  

 and the homey Malik, ya know what I'm sayin and Mr. Badass  

 and thats how we doin it fool, yeah  

 we ain't bangin on wacks nigga, we doin it like we should be fool,  

 yeah