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

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

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

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

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

got my homey hemmed up and they all around
Ain't none of them seeing if they straight pound for pound
I gotta come up quick before they start to clown
I besta pull out my strap and lay busters down

They got to my head
I I'm going down
I can't believe this happened in my town
If I had I would fly
Let me
I glanced in the cut and I see my Nate

in the clip and one in the hole
Nate Dogg is about to make bodies turn cold
Now droppin and yellin
It's a tad bit
Nate Dogg and Warren G. had to

I laid all them busters
I let my gat
Now I'm switching my back into freak mode
If you want step back and observe
I just left a of those over there on the curb

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

Just like I
were in the same spot
In need of some desperate
The Nate and the G-child
Were in of something else
One of them was sexy as hell
I "ooh I like your size"
She said "my car's broke down and you real nice,"
"would you let me ride?"
I got a car full of girls and going real swell
The next stop is the east 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 rythmn is
And is rythmn
If you know like I
You don't to step to this
the G-Funk era
Funked out with a gangster
If you smoke like I
Then you high like
And if your ass is a
213 will