作曲 : Warren Griffin III & Danny Means, II & Vince Edwards & Darwin Collins
作词 : Collins, Edwards, Griffin ...
Ooooo weee 
See y'all lost confidence 
Talkin with that nonsense keepin comets 
This is compliments 
From me to the industry 
The locest 
G when you see one 
When them 
G's come from where 
I'm from it's unspoken 
Doggin' and locin', squabbin', jaw broken 
We ain't hopin', we wish to tear this bitch 
I ain't scared of shit 
I'm swift with the 
Smiff And that motherfuckin 
Wessun Droppin dope on fools with no questions 
And thats a fact when 
I bust you ho's guessin' 
True confessions 
And many lessons get dealt with 
From coast to coast and loc to loc 
I won't go broke and smoke that smoke 
That you choke [*echoes*] [Bridge] [*caughin'*] 
Is he allright? 
Is he allright? 
Is he allright? [Chorus: Butch Cassidy] 
They lovin me now 
I get my way now, make 'em say "hey now" 
Look and brake my pay down 
Or I make my move on you 
No other you foul 
Can mess with my sound, [?] up in your town 
Laughin as we smike ponds 
Ain't no stoppin me 'til 
I [?] [Boss Hogg] 
Y'all don't wanna see the great game 
With the way down 
Bitch y'all take a change in the gate now 
One: Dear 
Sabrine Came right back 
Where the fuckin monster on the team, like that 
Our way [?] our [?] back boy [?], [?], 
E-dub and fat boy 
The realest, fuck the 
McCoy Go get us 
Why the fuck you think the gangsters in the game roll with us 
Long as ??? ritches when 
I ain't backslapin' 
Checkin this bitches, that include bitch niggaz too 
Let me holla after slugin you 
Suck dick, show dollar motherfucker you 
Start speakin on me wrong 
If you mouth gotta move 
Bitch I got the perfect thing to put your mouth on 
My own like it should 
Don't worry about what 
Boss do Obviously doin good [Warren G] 
Now it's a tip how they treat us 
Boss But I ain't trippin it's a trip how we beat 'em 
Boss And now we dippin' 64, 
Lac's, Bently's on 
D's Hittin hood's and blocks climbin in the [?] 
Industry suckers and fake companies 
All Y'all can eat on this 
For not believein' in me, for trippin on me 
You better check them stats while you hayin on me 
I'ma 10 year motherfuckin vet' 
From 2pac to 
Snoop and 
Dre I get my respect 
Warren G, the 
Long Beach imperial 
They lovin me now nigga and ain't nobody feelin you [Chorus] 
I'm so dope 
Man I ain't no joke 
You see me comin in a crowd and smoke ?
So baby why you take the toke? 
Why you hang with loc's 
Keep it real 
And tell me how you feel 
Mess with my money and it's time to kill 
Cause I'm out to make a mill 
I got to pay my bills 
Aaa-aaa-aaaaaaa 
Don't make you hit you off in the jaw 
Ooo-ooo-ooooooo 
Ain't no tellin what the hell 
I do Hee-eee-eeeeyyy 
Man I'm comin' in the darkes way 
Eee-eee-eeeeeee 
It's the dopest in the industry 
Industry [Chorus] 
They lovin me now 
I get my way now, make 'em say "hey now" 
Look and brake my pay down 
Or I make my move on you 
No other you foul 
Can mess with my sound, [?] up in your town 
Laughin as we smike ponds 
Ain't no stoppin me 'til 
I [?]