Warren G
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Warren G
Warren G top dog patrollin the beach, Босс Warren G патрулирует пляж,
N**gaz say they as hard as bitch, Н*ггеры болтают, что они крепкие, с*ки,
But they're as soft as a peach, Но на деле они мягкие, как персики,
Claimin the G of all G's, Хоть и заявляют, что они крутые гангста.
Please, I come blowin through like the breeze Да как же! Вот я сорю деньгами, пускаю на ветер,
Sittin on trees, post it, coastin mashing down Затарился травкой и покуриваю, по инерции
Pacific Coast and the bomb chrome Сметаю тихоокеанское побережье, хромированная бомба
Rims black on black Yukon Окаймляет черным Черный Юкон,
With nuts hangin' from the city, Из города прет безумие,
Where the bangers is being banging Там грохочут старые тачки,
It dont seem like shit is changing, Непохоже, чтоб это дер*мо изменилось,
I holla'd at the homey the other day, Я окликнул одного кореша на днях,
G'd up at the park sippin Аlisah, Он шлялся по парку, потягивая Аlisah,
One of the homeys took a beaten Одному корешу хорошо влетело,
So now we spend at being a gang И теперь мы вместе в банде,
Of checking at the meetin like cycles repeatin, Забиваем стрелки снова и снова,
It's just another sunset fall in sea, Еще один раз солнце село в море,
I can hear the homeys in the past callin me, Я слышу, как друганы из прошлого зовут меня,
And you know what I discovered, И знаешь, что я услышал,
What they keep saying, То, что они повторяют:
Keep your mind on your money "Думайте о своих деньгах, придурки,
Muthafuckers and shake busters И кутите"
Улетай на крыльях вiтра
Ты в край родной, родная песня наша,
Туда, где мы тебя свободно пели,
Где было так привольно нам с тобою
Have you ever sold millions? Ты когда-нибудь продавал миллионы записей?
But yet you n**gaz persist to talk shit, Так нет же, твои н*ггеры настойчиво несут бред,
Get off my dick, you never catch me slipping Отвали, тебе не застать меня врасплох,
Rollin with the heat, slap the clip in Бегущего от перестрелки, так что вставь обойму,
I never thought the world would started trippin Никогда не думал, что у мира поедет крыша,
My life is a trip, though hit the crаp though Моя жизнь — путешествие, хоть и хрен*вое,
Blow the whistle, they think I bang Дунь в свисток, они думают, я буду стрелять,
So I packed a pistol Так что я взял пушку,
Warren to tha G is a G Warren G — это гангста,
I don't fuck with you n**ga Я не лезу к тебе, н*ггер,
So don't fuck with me Так что ты не лезь и ты ко мне,
Let's ride to the Eastside Давай проедемся до Ист-Сайда*,
Slide like a fo*, I packs a fo-fo Покатаемся, я беру свою пушку,
When I'm steppin out doors Когда выхожу на улицу,
To the bang to the buggy Чтоб пристрелить какого-нибудь чокнутого,
If I speak then I spoke Раз я сказал, значит, я сказал,
Warren G do it every time till ya low Warren G делает так всегда,
Get the party hit like blaze and smoke Зажигает так, что пламя и дым,
The Eastside and the beach, Ист-Сайд и пляж,
West side of the coast, Восточное побережье,
You know the n**gaz that I ride with Ты знаешь н*ггеров, с которыми я тусуюсь,
Hogs, attack dogs, Они грубияны, агрессивные собаки,
The same n**gaz I'm down to die with Те же н*ггеры, за которых я готов убить,
Muthafucka Придурок
Улетай на крыльях вiтра
Ты в край родной, родная песня наша,
Туда, где мы тебя свободно пели,
Где было так привольно нам с тобою
Who's the man? Кто этот человек?
I've been from London to Japan Я бывал повсюду, от Лондона до Японии,
Stomp land to land to the Egyptian sands, Топал из страны в страну до песков Египта,
You can't check me, disrespect me Ты не можешь меня ограничить или
Or mop me up Неуважительно отзываться обо мне,
With the bass bumpin' out my truck, И не уничтожишь меня с моей тачкой,
And all these police trying to lock me up, Вся полиция пытается схватить меня,
Money rules the world Деньги правят этим миром,
And I made the loot, И я достаточно нахватал бабла,
So don't make me shoot Так что не вынуждай меня стрелять,
Cuz trying to mash Потому что каждый раз тебе это
Will get you done every time, Будет выходить боком,
I ain't trying to hurt nobody Я не пытаюсь причинить кому-то вред,
But I'm down for mine Но свое я никому не отдам
Money over power, power over money, Деньги через власть, власть через деньги,
Money over power, Деньги через власть,
Bitch, bitch С*ка, с*кА
Улетай на крыльях вiтра
Ты в край родной, родная песня наша,
Туда, где мы тебя свободно пели,
Где было так привольно нам с тобою
Источник: https://www.amalgama-lab.com/songs/r/ra ... _igor.html
© Лингво-лаборатория «Амальгама»: http://www.amalgama-lab.com/
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Re: Warren G
Warren G - Do You See
[Intro: Gil Scott-Heron]
The blues has always been totally American
As American as apple pie
As American as the blues
As American as apple pie
The question is why
Why should the blues be so at home here?
Well, America provided the atmosphere
[Verse 1]
You don't see what I see, every day as Warren G
I take a look over my shoulder, as I get older
Getting tired of mothafuckas saying, "Warren I told ya"
You don't hear what I hear
But it's so hard to live through these years
With these funny-bunny niggas, ain't shit changing
Got my Mama wondering if I'm gang banging
But I don't pay attention to these father figures
I just handle mine, and I'm rolling with my niggas
Off to the VIP, you see Snoop Dogg and Warren G
Unbelievable how time just flies
Right before your eyes, but you don't recognize
Now who's the real victim, can you answer that
The nigga that's jacking or the fool getting jacked?
[Refrain]
You don't see what I see, every day as Warren G
You don't hear what I hear
But it's so hard to live through these years
You don't see what I see, every day as Warren G
You don't hear what I hear
But it's so hard to live through these years
[Verse 2]
Another sunny day, another bright blue sky
Another day, another muthafucka die
These are the things I went through when I was growing up
There's only one hood, and niggas shit be throwing up
And I knew it, there really ain't nothing to it
Thinking every fool's gotta go through it
Now let's go back, how far, back in time
Dragging to these hookas trying to mack for mine
I remember when we all used to stop at the spot
Back then my nigga-name was Snoop Rock
It was all so clear, '87, '88, then '89s the year
You say everywhere we roll, you can say we roll thick
Way back then 2-1-3 was the clique
Something to stay paid I was just a young hog
Warren G, Snoop Rock and Nate Dogg
[Refrain]
You don't see what I see, every day as Warren G
You don't hear what I hear
But it's so hard to live through these years
You don't see what I see, every day as Warren G
You don't hear what I hear
But it's so hard to live through these years
[Verse 3]
You make me wanna holla, get out the game
Too many muthafuckas know my name
While Snoop Dogg's serving time up in Wayside
I puts it down on the street, don't try to take mine
I had to reassure the homie that he wasn't alone
We'd talk, and him and Nate'd conversate on the phone
He kept saying, "Nigga, it won't be long
Before a little skinny nigga like me'll be home"
I said "Snoop, things done changed, it's not the same
We need to get up out the game
Cause we can get paid in a different way
With you kicking dope rhymes and I DJ"
Well as time goes past, slowly we try to make it
But things are getting hectic, I just can't take it
Should I, A: Go back to slanging dope
Or should I, B: Maintain and try to cope
Or should I, C: Just get crazy and wild
But no, I chose D: Create the G-Child
It's been on ever since with me and Mista Grimm
This shit is getting so hectic that I can't even trust him now
What would you do for a Warren G cut
Would you act the fool and nut the fuck up
Back the fuck up, act the fuck up
Niggas talk shit they get smacked the fuck up, straight up
phpBB [audio]
[Intro: Gil Scott-Heron]
The blues has always been totally American
As American as apple pie
As American as the blues
As American as apple pie
The question is why
Why should the blues be so at home here?
Well, America provided the atmosphere
[Verse 1]
You don't see what I see, every day as Warren G
I take a look over my shoulder, as I get older
Getting tired of mothafuckas saying, "Warren I told ya"
You don't hear what I hear
But it's so hard to live through these years
With these funny-bunny niggas, ain't shit changing
Got my Mama wondering if I'm gang banging
But I don't pay attention to these father figures
I just handle mine, and I'm rolling with my niggas
Off to the VIP, you see Snoop Dogg and Warren G
Unbelievable how time just flies
Right before your eyes, but you don't recognize
Now who's the real victim, can you answer that
The nigga that's jacking or the fool getting jacked?
[Refrain]
You don't see what I see, every day as Warren G
You don't hear what I hear
But it's so hard to live through these years
You don't see what I see, every day as Warren G
You don't hear what I hear
But it's so hard to live through these years
[Verse 2]
Another sunny day, another bright blue sky
Another day, another muthafucka die
These are the things I went through when I was growing up
There's only one hood, and niggas shit be throwing up
And I knew it, there really ain't nothing to it
Thinking every fool's gotta go through it
Now let's go back, how far, back in time
Dragging to these hookas trying to mack for mine
I remember when we all used to stop at the spot
Back then my nigga-name was Snoop Rock
It was all so clear, '87, '88, then '89s the year
You say everywhere we roll, you can say we roll thick
Way back then 2-1-3 was the clique
Something to stay paid I was just a young hog
Warren G, Snoop Rock and Nate Dogg
[Refrain]
You don't see what I see, every day as Warren G
You don't hear what I hear
But it's so hard to live through these years
You don't see what I see, every day as Warren G
You don't hear what I hear
But it's so hard to live through these years
[Verse 3]
You make me wanna holla, get out the game
Too many muthafuckas know my name
While Snoop Dogg's serving time up in Wayside
I puts it down on the street, don't try to take mine
I had to reassure the homie that he wasn't alone
We'd talk, and him and Nate'd conversate on the phone
He kept saying, "Nigga, it won't be long
Before a little skinny nigga like me'll be home"
I said "Snoop, things done changed, it's not the same
We need to get up out the game
Cause we can get paid in a different way
With you kicking dope rhymes and I DJ"
Well as time goes past, slowly we try to make it
But things are getting hectic, I just can't take it
Should I, A: Go back to slanging dope
Or should I, B: Maintain and try to cope
Or should I, C: Just get crazy and wild
But no, I chose D: Create the G-Child
It's been on ever since with me and Mista Grimm
This shit is getting so hectic that I can't even trust him now
What would you do for a Warren G cut
Would you act the fool and nut the fuck up
Back the fuck up, act the fuck up
Niggas talk shit they get smacked the fuck up, straight up
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Re: Warren G
Warren G. feat. Nate Dogg – Regulate
[Intro]
Regulators. We regulate any stealin' of his property. We’re damn good too. But you can’t be any geek off the street. You gotta be handy with the steel, if you know what I mean. Earn your keep. Regulators, mount up!
[Warren G]
It was a clear black night, a clear white moon
Warren G was on the streets, tryin' to consume
Some skirts for the eve, so I can get some phones
Rollin' in my ride, chillin' all alone
[Nate Dogg]
Just hit the east side of the LBC
On a mission tryin' to find Mr. Warren G
Seen a car full of girls, ain't no need to tweak
All you skirts know what's up with 213
[Warren G]
So I hooks a left on 21 and Lewis
Some brothers shootin' dice, so I said, "Let's do this"
I jumped out the ride and said, "What's up?"
Some brothers pulled some gats, so I said, "I'm stuck"
[Nate Dogg]
Since these girls peepin' me, I'ma glide and swerve
These hookers lookin' so hard they straight hit the curb
Onto bigger, better things than some horny tricks
I see my homies and some suckers all in his mix
[Warren G]
I'm getting jacked, I'm breaking myself
I can't believe they taking Warren's wealth
They took my rings, they took my Rolex
I looked at the brother, said, "Damn, what's next?"
[Nate Dogg]
They got my homie hemmed up and they all around
Can't none of them see him
If they goin' straight pound-for-pound
They wanna come up real quick before they start to clown
I best pull out my strap and lay them busters down
[Warren G]
They got guns to my head, I think I'm going down
I can't believe it's happening in my own town
If I had wings, I would fly, let me contemplate
I glanced in the cut and I see my homie Nate
[Nate Dogg]
Sixteen in the clip and one in the hole
Nate Dogg is about to make some bodies turn cold
Now they droppin' and yellin', it's a tad bit late
Nate Dogg and Warren G had to regulate
{Interlude}
[Nate Dogg]
I laid all them busters down, I let my gat explode
Now I'm switchin' my mind back into freak mode
If you want skirts, sit back and observe
I just left a gang of hoes over there on the curb
[Warren G]
Now, Nate got the freaks and that's a known fact
Before I got jacked I was on the same track
Back up, back up, ‘cause it's on
N-A-T-E and me, the Warren to the G
[Nate Dogg]
Just like I thought, they were in the same spot
In need of some desperate help
But Nate Dogg and the G child were in need of somethin' else
One of them dames was sexy as hell
I said, "Ooh, I like your size"
She said, "My car's broke down
And you seem real nice; would you let me ride?"
I got a car full of girls and it's going real swell
The next stop is the Eastside Motel
{Interlude}
[Warren G]
I'm tweakin' into a whole new era
G-funk, step to this, I dare ya
Funk on a whole new level
[Nate Dogg]
The rhythm is the bass and the bass is the treble
[Warren G]
Chords, strings, we brings melody
G-funk, where rhythm is life and life is rhythm
[Nate Dogg]
If you know like I know, you don't wanna step to this
It's the G-funk era; funked out with a gangsta twist
If you smoke like I smoke, then you're high, like, everyday
And if your ass is a buster, 213 will regulate
phpBB [audio]
[Intro]
Regulators. We regulate any stealin' of his property. We’re damn good too. But you can’t be any geek off the street. You gotta be handy with the steel, if you know what I mean. Earn your keep. Regulators, mount up!
[Warren G]
It was a clear black night, a clear white moon
Warren G was on the streets, tryin' to consume
Some skirts for the eve, so I can get some phones
Rollin' in my ride, chillin' all alone
[Nate Dogg]
Just hit the east side of the LBC
On a mission tryin' to find Mr. Warren G
Seen a car full of girls, ain't no need to tweak
All you skirts know what's up with 213
[Warren G]
So I hooks a left on 21 and Lewis
Some brothers shootin' dice, so I said, "Let's do this"
I jumped out the ride and said, "What's up?"
Some brothers pulled some gats, so I said, "I'm stuck"
[Nate Dogg]
Since these girls peepin' me, I'ma glide and swerve
These hookers lookin' so hard they straight hit the curb
Onto bigger, better things than some horny tricks
I see my homies and some suckers all in his mix
[Warren G]
I'm getting jacked, I'm breaking myself
I can't believe they taking Warren's wealth
They took my rings, they took my Rolex
I looked at the brother, said, "Damn, what's next?"
[Nate Dogg]
They got my homie hemmed up and they all around
Can't none of them see him
If they goin' straight pound-for-pound
They wanna come up real quick before they start to clown
I best pull out my strap and lay them busters down
[Warren G]
They got guns to my head, I think I'm going down
I can't believe it's happening in my own town
If I had wings, I would fly, let me contemplate
I glanced in the cut and I see my homie Nate
[Nate Dogg]
Sixteen in the clip and one in the hole
Nate Dogg is about to make some bodies turn cold
Now they droppin' and yellin', it's a tad bit late
Nate Dogg and Warren G had to regulate
{Interlude}
[Nate Dogg]
I laid all them busters down, I let my gat explode
Now I'm switchin' my mind back into freak mode
If you want skirts, sit back and observe
I just left a gang of hoes over there on the curb
[Warren G]
Now, Nate got the freaks and that's a known fact
Before I got jacked I was on the same track
Back up, back up, ‘cause it's on
N-A-T-E and me, the Warren to the G
[Nate Dogg]
Just like I thought, they were in the same spot
In need of some desperate help
But Nate Dogg and the G child were in need of somethin' else
One of them dames was sexy as hell
I said, "Ooh, I like your size"
She said, "My car's broke down
And you seem real nice; would you let me ride?"
I got a car full of girls and it's going real swell
The next stop is the Eastside Motel
{Interlude}
[Warren G]
I'm tweakin' into a whole new era
G-funk, step to this, I dare ya
Funk on a whole new level
[Nate Dogg]
The rhythm is the bass and the bass is the treble
[Warren G]
Chords, strings, we brings melody
G-funk, where rhythm is life and life is rhythm
[Nate Dogg]
If you know like I know, you don't wanna step to this
It's the G-funk era; funked out with a gangsta twist
If you smoke like I smoke, then you're high, like, everyday
And if your ass is a buster, 213 will regulate
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Re: Warren G
Warren G - Super Soul Sis Feat. Jah Skillz
Produced by: Warren G
Album: Regulate... G Funk Era
[Verse 1: Jah Skillz]
Well it's the super, the duper, the Landcruisin trooper
?Take action? at times, they hang on my rhyme like Mr. Cooper
I'm takin you to a zone that's much far from wackness
So please could you tell me oh bud buddy can you hack this?
Yo, oh no, grab a hold of fadeables, gettin her flows on
Like FloJo, rhymes in a marathon
Smooth like chocolate, so call me Big Mamma Kane
Feels like another one goin out for her reign
Step back, because I happen to be on that plus tax
I got more subscribers than HBO or Cinemax
Mile after mile, I rip style after style
Crack dope in all the vials, ooh I'm glad I used Dial
Cause they can't get funky when I'm singin my song
But I just flow on, and so on, I'm stinky cause I roll on
And then I hear rhyme callin I won't give it a rest
That's how I got the motherfuckin Super on my chest
[Chorus : Snoop Dogg]
Fly through the sky gettin' love
(The whole wide world will watch me)
Fly through the sky gettin' love
[Verse 2: Jah Skillz]
Mister it's the, Masta Aces of the spade
Rappin skills are thinner than niggas on AIDS
Up up and away it's the Super Soul Sis
I talk so much shit, I got halitosis
I knows this, I flows this, I'm funky, you stank
You a walkin blood bank I whip y'all with my shank
Danks for the memories, remember me no remedies
Or end in the vicinity or catch a cap like a Kennedy
Cause I'm the Superwoman rapper I deserve a hail
Chasin MC's, got em on the run like Smurfs from Azrael
No bluff, the magic I puff, I'm chokin sho nuff
I'm takin a bite out of rappers if my name was MC Negra
(She's hotter than the South land on fire)
All you MC's desire, to run through my pyre
I'm turnin heads like the Exorcist while flexin this
Cause it's the Super Soul Sis
[Chorus: Warren G ]
Fly through the sky gettin' love
(The whole wide world will watch me)
[Verse 3: Jah Skillz]
Sat on the outside, but now I'm the arena
A superfly mackadocious one you never seen a
Soulful, cause I got a bowl-full of soul
Strollin because I have no vehicle to roll
But bring it bring it back to the topic of the solar mind
I can flow upbeat, to a slow beat, and be off beat and still on time
I rhyme, and swim waves of soul like Billy Ocean
Never ashy, lyrics that soothe ya like some lotion
Cause I can Krush any Groove bust on any move ya make
I keep my rhymes attached, like trains to a freight
Break ya Achey like Billy Ray, I'm fuckin up the industry
And fins to be, Nanu Nanu like Mork and Mindy
[Chorus: Warren G ]
Fly through the sky gettin' love
(The whole wide world will watch me)
Produced by: Warren G
Album: Regulate... G Funk Era
phpBB [audio]
[Verse 1: Jah Skillz]
Well it's the super, the duper, the Landcruisin trooper
?Take action? at times, they hang on my rhyme like Mr. Cooper
I'm takin you to a zone that's much far from wackness
So please could you tell me oh bud buddy can you hack this?
Yo, oh no, grab a hold of fadeables, gettin her flows on
Like FloJo, rhymes in a marathon
Smooth like chocolate, so call me Big Mamma Kane
Feels like another one goin out for her reign
Step back, because I happen to be on that plus tax
I got more subscribers than HBO or Cinemax
Mile after mile, I rip style after style
Crack dope in all the vials, ooh I'm glad I used Dial
Cause they can't get funky when I'm singin my song
But I just flow on, and so on, I'm stinky cause I roll on
And then I hear rhyme callin I won't give it a rest
That's how I got the motherfuckin Super on my chest
[Chorus : Snoop Dogg]
Fly through the sky gettin' love
(The whole wide world will watch me)
Fly through the sky gettin' love
[Verse 2: Jah Skillz]
Mister it's the, Masta Aces of the spade
Rappin skills are thinner than niggas on AIDS
Up up and away it's the Super Soul Sis
I talk so much shit, I got halitosis
I knows this, I flows this, I'm funky, you stank
You a walkin blood bank I whip y'all with my shank
Danks for the memories, remember me no remedies
Or end in the vicinity or catch a cap like a Kennedy
Cause I'm the Superwoman rapper I deserve a hail
Chasin MC's, got em on the run like Smurfs from Azrael
No bluff, the magic I puff, I'm chokin sho nuff
I'm takin a bite out of rappers if my name was MC Negra
(She's hotter than the South land on fire)
All you MC's desire, to run through my pyre
I'm turnin heads like the Exorcist while flexin this
Cause it's the Super Soul Sis
[Chorus: Warren G ]
Fly through the sky gettin' love
(The whole wide world will watch me)
[Verse 3: Jah Skillz]
Sat on the outside, but now I'm the arena
A superfly mackadocious one you never seen a
Soulful, cause I got a bowl-full of soul
Strollin because I have no vehicle to roll
But bring it bring it back to the topic of the solar mind
I can flow upbeat, to a slow beat, and be off beat and still on time
I rhyme, and swim waves of soul like Billy Ocean
Never ashy, lyrics that soothe ya like some lotion
Cause I can Krush any Groove bust on any move ya make
I keep my rhymes attached, like trains to a freight
Break ya Achey like Billy Ray, I'm fuckin up the industry
And fins to be, Nanu Nanu like Mork and Mindy
[Chorus: Warren G ]
Fly through the sky gettin' love
(The whole wide world will watch me)