Luyện nghe bài hát Regulate

It was a black night, a clear white moon
Warren G. is on the streets, trying to
skirts for the eve, so I can get some funk
Just rollin' in my ride, all alone

hit the eatside of the L.B.C.
On a mission to find Mr. Warren G.
a car full of skirts ain't no need to tweak
All you skirts what's up with 213

So I hooks a on the 21 to Lewis
Some brothas dice so I said "let's do this"
I out the ride, and said"what's up?"
Some pulled some gats so I said "I'm stuck"

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

I'm jacked, I'm breakin myself
I can't they're taking Warren's wealth
They my rings, they took my rolex
I looked at the brothas and said "damn, next?"

They got my homey hemmed up and all around
Ain't of them seeing if they going straight pound for pound
I gotta come up real quick before start to clown
I besta pull out my strap and lay them down

got guns to my head
I think I'm going
I believe this happened in my home town
If I had I would fly
Let me
I glanced in the cut and I see my homey

Sixteen in the and one in the hole
Nate Dogg is about to make some bodies cold
Now they droppin and
a tad bit late
Nate and Warren G. had to regulate

I laid all busters down
I let my gat
Now I'm switching my mind back into mode
If you want skirts back and observe
I just left a gang of those there on the curb

Now got the freaks
And that's a fact
Before I got I was on the same track
Back up back up it's on
and me
The to the G

Just I thought
They in the same spot
In of some desperate help
The Dogg and the G-child
Were in need of else
One of dames was sexy as hell
I said "ooh I your size"
She said "my car's down and you seem real nice,"
"would you let me ride?"
I got a car of girls and it's going real swell
The next is the east side motel

I'm
Onto a whole new

Stept
I ya

On a new level
The rythmn is the base and the is the treble


We


Where is life
And is rythmn
If you know like I
You don't to step to this
It's the era
Funked out with a twist
If you smoke like I
Then you like everyday
And if your ass is a
213 will