What's up negros and It's your boy, G You know what I'm Chillin' the home boy, Mack 10 And we gon' lay a lil' down for y'all Let y'all know what it is Show you how we keepin' it real it You know 'cuz this is built on material thangs But we ain't off that We want to know this, check it
I want it all, money, fast rings, gold chains and champagne Shit, every damn I it all, houses, expenses My own business, a truck, hmm, and a couple o' I want it all, brand new socks and And I'm ballin' everytime I stop and to y'all I it all, all, all, all I it all, all, all, all, all
They say, "There go, Warren G that envious stare" I love this game too much, I wish these haters wasn't It's a shame, we too far to turn back It's a cold world, it gets so hard, you learned fallin', tryin' to walk from crawlin' Tryin' to hustle up broke to ballin' And, yeah, y'all in effect all me The G-Z, all my niggas that keep it real and do it easy
me, young nigga, fat meat is greasy And shit stank, so if you a lick and hit a bank And get away or get gaffled, the very day cry, hold your head up high And remember what you told yourself, I said, "Remember what you yourself, nigga" I said, "Remember what you yourself, nigga" I said, "Remember you told yourself, nigga"
I want it all, money, cars Diamond rings, gold and champagne Shit, damn thing I it all, houses, expenses My own business, a truck, hmm, and a o' Benz's I want it all, new socks and drawls And I'm ballin' I stop and talk to y'all I it all, all, all, all I it all, all, all, all, all
I want it all, so I got to wake up and And thanks to y'all, I got on the wall Mack 10 with the know-how to paper chase Crushed ice, throw my Rollie face in the fan base net workin' and hustlin', no doubt, I got clout And live the lifestyle that Robin talkin' about down player, don't hate 'cuz you can't relate The Coupes and kickin' gears on Harley's with the straights
I got more limelight than on cable Will it to shoot C-Note, "Yo's" at the crap table And while you can't get off the ground, I'm high A nigga fly and fly with the desire to build an I strapped up and took like a missle Told loud and clear as a whistle 'Hoo Bangin' is official Handing out medallions at roll-call ball and never fall 'cuz Mack 10 want it all, what?
I it all, money, fast cars Diamond rings, gold and champagne Shit, every damn I want it all, houses, My own business, a truck, hmm, and a couple o' I it all, brand new socks and drawls And I'm everytime I stop and talk to y'all I it all, all, all, all I it all, all, all, all, all
Me and 10 get paid escapade to the We hot like served on hot blocks I notice money the world circulate So we gon' stack and stack and take a sip and Bump, let the sub, show the homies love Warren to the G, and G-Dub on the low, slide or don't slide at all Ride or don't at all
Warren, I couldn't be more about my 'fetti I tight on the mic and keep the pen movin' steady I it all, dog, and it might be greed I hate to trip, but I got two mouths to feed They know nuttin' about no excuses and disrespect Or somebody bein' jank with they Daddy's check And at that point, I'm through talkin', dog, said So, if you owe Mack money, then I suggest you break
I want it all, money, cars Diamond rings, gold and champagne Shit, every thing I it all, houses, expenses My own business, a truck, hmm, and a couple o' I want it all, new socks and drawls And I'm ballin' everytime I stop and to y'all I it all, all, all, all I it all, all, all, all, all
I want it all, money, cars rings, gold chains and champagne Shit, every damn I it all, houses, expenses My own business, a truck, hmm, and a couple o' I it all, brand new socks and drawls And I'm ballin' everytime I stop and talk to I it all, all, all, all I it all, all, all, all, all
10, what up? I the paper's out there, ha ha, yeah Warren G, up? You the paper's out there, ha ha, yeah G Funk, up? You know the out there, ha ha That's right,
Hoo Bangin', up? We the paper's out there, ha ha That's right, The world paper's out there on it, ha ha All the rats, what up? You know the out there