Текст песни Warren G f Mista Grimm, Nate Dogg - Here Comes Another Hit
Warren G f Mista Grimm, Nate Dogg - Here Comes Another Hit слова песни
[Warren G]Waiting around a crew of thugsThat parade in blue, and yelling cuz (whats up cuz)Ate by selling drugs`38 snub in the waist, in case fools lose loveThese days still the sameI can steal the flame, eyes kill with the painSo I advise y`all to chill with the gamesEntertain for the cheddar and the changeSo fuck whoever, in the fame, forever a manAround my dogs, banging the pound, swanging the townHow we choose, now I`m aggravated and assault is my next moveSuccess means issues, so I guess it`s time for me to discludeHandle mines, we use pistolsG`s move with the conscienceWhen we disaprove of that nonsenseEx-cons with that gangsta gangsta gangsta shitHere come another hit[Chorus: Nate Dogg]I think it`s time we do it, they said it couldn`t be doneStill we making paper, still we having funI hope by now it`s proven, Nate and Warren GTightest combination, in the industryHere comes another one[Mista Grimm]I can see us smashing up the shore past laws thats lost2000 Ucon Excel, duel exhaustTV screen, DVD, E-mailPassenger, bad female, what the hellStash spot, with the hollow head shellNiggas start trippin, I`m on the next tailHands free, callin` up my nigga Warren GI pull strings, like Mya LandskeBulletproof, emotint you can`t seeMr. G rollin` up weed, afghany senseeBad MC, Mike Fiend, you the know spinageLike wintergreenmint, talk shitSleep with the fish, you cementNew residence, with no hesitanceIt gets tints on the floorStaple center chick, next to Denzel and NicholsenPhil Jackson whistlin`[Chorus][Warren G]Mean mugs in the club, mean nothing to usIn South scene, me and the team trying to fuck us some slutsDying to fuck, I chuck us when we step throughPoppin` our collars, with our nephewsNext to you, you got millionaires movingHitting the dance floor, stealing their groovin`Doing they damn thing, and ain`t worried about a damn thingBut man, thats the celebrity waysPoppin` a litty got some rappers scared of these daysIndustry ways, thats how Hollywood paysUh, top dollar when I dip my ImpalaIn front of the club, make your woman wanna holla (holla)At a playa though, what`s your dude yoI keep it gangsta, I ain`t trying to be rude hoeOh, you know how that shit goOr give when cats get fed off the four or fifths[Chorus]