Dope Beat

(album: I Want It All - 1999)

I need a dope beat, a dope beat
Just holler at your boy named Warren G (I wanna)
A dope beat (with my), a dope beat
Just holler at your boy named Warren G

I need a dope beat, a dope beat
Just holler at your boy named Warren G (I wanna)
A dope beat (with my), a dope beat
Just holler at your boy named Warren G

Y'all know me, the G from the 213
LBC, Regulatin, skating on all them Dayton's
Banking back on them singles
With the Henney's and the Jimmy's
Like I'm all tall, short, and like dark, thick and skinny
I'm a ladies' man, Mercedes and
Proper ice, living nice, as far as gravy stands
Ain't nothing changed, me and Snoop's still the same
Plus Nate dropping weight with the classic thang
Now I remember way back, at the bachelor set
Slip my brother, Dre, Snoopa tape it, put it in the deck
The party started banging and they both shook hands
And made it legitimate for the G-Funk Fans
Now after that, they hit the top when The Chronic dropped
Remember 187 on the motherfucking cop (I wanna)
It's Still A G Thang (with my), where we hang and claim
East side 'til I die, or I rise to fame

I need a dope beat, a dope beat
Just holler at your boy named Warren G (I wanna)
A dope beat (with my), a dope beat
Just holler at your boy named Warren G

I need a dope beat, a dope beat
Just holler at your boy named Warren G (I wanna)
A dope beat (with my), a dope beat
Just holler at your boy named Warren G

I got my own style, I got my own pal
If you don't know now, then nigga, you better slow down
Spendin bills, bending wheels, people think I steal
Putting cameras in my grill everywhere I chill
Kick back, I spit facts, and twist our tracks
Drank gin with The Twinz, see a bitch I mack
'Cause if I ain't in the studio, I'm deep in the hood
Anyway getting paid like Warren should
Dre teaching me to work a beat, now I'm banging
And I been with platinum, now my album slanging (I wanna)
Hanging with my Gs (with my) from the LBC
With the homies that I know will put it down for me
Well known, keep my chrome, and I hold my own
But I'd rather roll and flow and be holding the shows
With the G-Funk Family earning a Grammy
You can't see what I see, and don't understand me

I need a dope beat, a dope beat
Just holler at your boy named Warren G (I wanna)
A dope beat (with my), a dope beat
Just holler at your boy named Warren G

I need a dope beat, a dope beat
Just holler at your boy named Warren G (I wanna)
A dope beat (with my), a dope beat
Just holler at your boy named Warren G

I'm on my way to the studio, beating and thumping
Scoop D from Long Beach got some heat from Compton
Hit the east side manages to see what's cracking
Got some MGD, just watching for jacking
It's a hard-knock life, ya heard Jay-Z featuring Annie
No Limit like Snoop, that's when the Grammy
Hit the beach in the long gray-and-black caddy
Reminiscing on my great escapes through the alley
Damn I done grew up and things done changed
Just shaking my head, tripping off the game
It's so much you gotta do to keep it real out here
But ain't nothing guaranteed 'cause ain't nothing going give

I need a dope beat, a dope beat
Just holler at your boy named Warren G
A dope beat, a dope beat
Just holler at your boy named Warren G

I need a dope beat, a dope beat
Just holler at your boy named Warren G
A dope beat, a dope beat
Just holler at your boy named Warren G

I need a dope beat, a dope beat
Just holler at your boy named Warren G
A dope beat, a dope beat
Just holler at your boy named Warren G