What's up negros and It's your boy, G You know I'm saying? Chillin' the home boy, Mack 10 And we gon' lay a lil' sumpin' for y'all Let y'all know what it is Show you how we keepin' it wit' it You know 'cuz world is built on material thangs But we ain't trippin' off We want y'all to this, check it
I want it all, money, fast rings, gold chains and champagne Shit, every damn I want it all, houses, My own business, a truck, hmm, and a o' Benz's I want it all, new socks and drawls And I'm ballin' everytime I and talk to y'all I it all, all, all, all I it all, all, all, all, all
say, "There go, Warren G with that envious stare" I love this game too much, I wish these haters wasn't It's a shame, we came too far to turn It's a cold world, it gets so hard, you that From fallin', to walk from crawlin' Tryin' to up from broke to ballin' And, yeah, y'all in effect all me The jiggy G-Z, all my niggas that keep it 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 next day Don't cry, your head up high And what you told yourself, nigga I said, "Remember you told yourself, nigga" I said, "Remember what you yourself, nigga" I said, "Remember you told yourself, nigga"
I it all, money, fast cars Diamond rings, gold chains and Shit, damn 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 and talk to y'all I it all, all, all, all I it all, all, all, all, all
I it all, so I got to wake up and ball And thanks to y'all, I got plaques on the Mack 10 with the know-how to paper chase Crushed ice, my Rollie face in the platinum fan base From net and hustlin', no doubt, I got clout And the lifestyle that Robin Leach talkin' about Slow down player, don't hate 'cuz you can't The Bently Coupes and kickin' gears on Harley's with the
I got limelight than Vegas on cable Will it to shoot C-Note, "Yo's" at the crap table And you can't get off the ground, I'm getting high A nigga fly and fly with the to build an empire I strapped up and flight like a missle Told them loud and as a whistle 'Hoo Bangin' is official Handing out gold medallions at I'ma and never fall 'cuz Mack 10 want it all, what?
I it all, money, fast cars Diamond rings, gold chains and Shit, every damn I it all, houses, expenses My own business, a truck, hmm, and a o' Benz's I want it all, brand new socks and And I'm ballin' everytime I and talk to y'all I it all, all, all, all I it all, all, all, all, all
Me and 10 get escapade to the spot We hot like served on hot blocks I money make the world circulate So we stack and stack and take a sip and peculate Bump, let the woofers sub, show the homies to the G, and Little G-Dub Surface on the low, or don't slide at all Ride or don't at all
Warren, I couldn't be serious about my 'fetti I stay tight on the mic and the pen movin' steady I want it all, dog, and it might be I to trip, but I got two little mouths to feed They don't know about no excuses and disrespect Or somebody bein' jank with they royalty 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 chains and Shit, damn thing I it all, houses, expenses My own business, a truck, hmm, and a couple o' I want it all, brand new 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, fast Diamond rings, gold chains and Shit, every thing I want it all, houses, My own business, a truck, hmm, and a o' Benz's 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
10, what up? I the paper's out there, ha ha, yeah G, what up? You know the out there, ha ha, yeah G Funk, up? You the paper's out there, ha ha That's right,
Hoo Bangin', up? We the paper's out there, ha ha right, what? The whole world out there on it, ha ha All the hood rats, up? You know the paper's out