Here Comes Another Hit
(专辑: The Return Of The Regulator - 2001)
Waiting around a
crew of thugs That parade in blue, and yelling cuz (what's up cuz) Ate by selling drugs '38 snub in the
waist, in case fools lose love These days still the
same I
concealed the
flame, eyes kill with the
pain So I
advise y'all to chill with the
games Entertain for the
cheddar and the
change So fuck whoever, in the
fame, forever remain Around my dogs, banging the
pound, swanging the
town How we choose, now I'm aggravated and assault is my next move Success means issues, so I
guess it's time for me to disclude Handle mines, we use pistols G's move with the
conscience When we disapprove of that nonsense Ex-cons with that gangsta gangsta gangsta shit Here come another hit [Nate Dogg:] I
think it's time we do it, they said it couldn't be done Still we making paper, still we having fun I
hope by now it's proven, Nate and Warren G
Tightest combination, in the
industry Here comes another one I
can see us smashing up the
shore past laws that's lost 2000 Yukon XL, dual exhaust TV screen, DVD, e-mail Passenger, bad female, what the
hell Stash spot, with the
hollow head shell Niggas start trippin, I'm on the
next tail Hands free, calling up my nigga Warren G
I
pull strings, like Meyer Lansky Bulletproof, limo tint you can't see Mr. G
rolling up weed, Afghany sensee Bad MC, Mike Fiend, you the
know spinage Like winter green mint, talk shit Sleep with the
fish, you cement New residence, with no hesitance It gets tints on the
floor Staple center chick, next to Denzel and Nicholsen Phil Jackson whistling Mean mugs in the
club, mean nothing to us In South scene, me and the
team trying to fuck us some sluts Dying to fuck, I
chuck us when we step through Popping our collars, with our nephews Next to you, you got millionaires moving Hitting the
dance floor, stealing their grooving Doing they damn thing, and ain't worried about a
damn thing But man, that's the
celebrity ways Popping a
litty got some rappers scared of these days Industry ways, that's how Hollywood pays Uh, top dollar when I
dip my Impala In front of the
club, make your woman wanna holla (holla) At a
playa though, what's your dude yo I
keep it gangsta, I
ain't trying to be rude ho Oh, you know how that shit go Or give when cats get fed off the
four or fifths