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    Warren G / Lyrics

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    "Regulate" Lyrics

    Warren G feat. Nate Dogg

    Genre:Hip-Hop, Rap
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    We regulate any stealing of his property
    And we damn good too
    But you can't be any geek off the street,
    Gotta be handy with the steel if you know what I mean, earn your keep!
    It was a clear black night, a clear white moon
    Warren G. was on the streets, trying to consume
    some skirts for the eve, so I can get some funk
    just rollin in my ride, chillin all alone

    Just hit the Eastside of the LBC
    on a mission trying 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

    So I hooks a left on the 2-1 and Lewis
    some brothas shootin dice so I said "Let's do this"
    I jumped out the ride, and said "What's up?"
    some brothas pulled some gats so I said "I'm stuck."

    Since these girls peepin me I'ma glide and swerve
    these hookers lookin so hard they straight hit the curb
    Won'tcha think of better things than some horny tricks
    I see my homey and some suckers all in his mix

    I'm gettin jacked, I'm breakin myself
    I can't believe they taking Warren's wealth
    they took my rings, they took my rolex
    I looked at the brotha said "Damn, what's next?"

    They got my homey hemmed up and they all around
    ain't none of them seeing if they going 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

    They got guns to my head
    I think I'm going down
    I can't believe this happenin' in my own town
    If I had wings I would fly
    let me contemplate
    I glanced in the cut and I see my homey Nate

    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

    I laid all them busters down
    I let my gat explode
    now I'm switching my mind back into freak mode
    if you want skirts sit back and observe
    I just left a gang of ho's over there on the curb

    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.

    Just like I thought
    they were in the same spot
    in need of some desperate help
    the Nate Dogg and the G-child
    were in need of something else
    one of them dames was sexy as hell
    I said "ooo I like your size."
    she said "my car's broke down and you sing real nice,
    would ya let me ride?"
    I got a car full of girls and it's going real swell
    the next stop is the Eastside Motel

    I'm tweaking
    into a whole new era
    step to this
    I dare ya
    on a whole new level

    the rhythm is the bass and the bass is the treble

    We brings
    where rhythm is life
    and life is rhythm

    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 high like everyday
    and if your ass is a buster
    2-1-3 will regulate
    This song was last modified on October 9th, 2016.
    Copyright with Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner/Chappell Music, Inc..
    Written by Jerry Leiber, Mike Stoller, Nathaniel Hale, Warren III Griffin.
    Lyrics licensed by LyricFind.

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