Roc Runnin Wit No Breaks Lyrics

Roc   Runnin Wit No Breaks lyrics

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

 yeah, its Warren G beeyatch 

  

 Jah Skills- 

 (Jah Skills will just speak) 

 As I enter the G-Funk Era 

 (tell me why you tweak) 

 well I dont 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 its 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, its 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 whats 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 whats mine 

 notorious bitches but I dont 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 dont 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 its on like this, so dont miss