Текст песни Warren G - I Want it All (Remix)
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[Tikki Diamond]Restless, hahaThe East Coast (y`all know where I`m comin from)I want it all, Warren G man(T) Tikki Diamond, (Nigga D), don`t forget, haaaCheck it out y`allCall me Tikki Diamond 2000, I`m the futureI`m the voice that`cha need to get used taI want it all, y`all probably know by nowI want the world, y`all probably know by nowHere`s my life, look at the three in front itBentley, me and Warren G in front itBougy nigga, I call lunch "brunch"Old school, I call punks "chumps"What`s life without the best of it?What`s a half a ki if you ain`t got the rest of it? Feel meIt`s just the ways of the pros, the nay`s and the no`sIf y`all wanna see me, wear shades at my showsYou get G`s like a fool, Killa Bees like the WuI ain`t satisfied til I squeeze somethin newI want it with no miles, brand new smellPut my life on wax, you`ll be like "Damn it do sell"[Warren G]Well aah, I want it all, I`m destined to ball (ball)With plaques on the wall (wall), got somethin for all y`all>From ounces to quarters, and quarters to ki`sSo when you come to the town you`re watched over by GzThe head honcho, buckin fools like a broncoC-E-O, shootin cilo, ten be-lowA true vet on the worldwide setY`all don`t know about them M-16`s with bayonettesChorus: Warren GI want it all, money, fast cars, diamond ringsGold chains and champagne, shot every damn thingI want it all, houses, expensesMy own business, a truck, hmm, and a couple of Benz`sI want it all, brand new socks and drawersAnd I`m ballin everytime I stop and talk to y`allI want it all, all, all, allI want it all, all, all, all, all[Memphis Bleek]YeahYo, niggas eyeball my ho cos I`m sunk in the seatGettin bent, but shit I deserve to eatI hit the blunt for my bad broadsHit a shot from the 4`s for my dead dogs, pull offlike, fuck the world, I don`t owe y`all nuttinIf I do, take it in blood, the Memph don`t frontI pump, for the goods, nice house in the woodsBut I`m from the projects, it don`t look that goodI gotta pissy elevator (and) a dog staircase (and)tre-8 and crack, wan` fuck with that?I got beef with the D`s for the way I rock my jeansStand on the corner with blunts and CoronasCouple of birds, and I`m tryin to hustle for birdsThrowin dice on the curb, twistin up this herbI want money the fast way, the crack stash wayGat blast way, the last laugh way motherfuckerChorus[Drag-On]Aiyo, listen up faggots, my bullets gon` do more than nip youIt`s gon` place you in sometin black where they gotta zip youRain wash away the chalk, and according to who you areWhile you`re snorin in the morgue, you`ll get a drawing on the wallYou can`t see me so don`t look, I pop off cops like moon shookShells will fill you up like home cookForget about the book, ain`t no recipe when y`all step to meIt`s only one way up and that`s if y`all don`t pay upY`all pays forth, them days is upYou`re lucky if you`ll be able towalk straight enough cos I`m done with beefinLike a bad stomach but I puts the runs in these niggasCos I was raised, if a nigga ass cheeks make him an athleteSome niggas say I`m spoiled, nigga how`s that?I ain`t got no mom and no dad, I ain`t know where the fuck my house is atAll I knew is where them ounces at and what I`m countin backor if a knot come up short, who I got a pow forChorus (x2)