Gangsta Love Lyrics - I Want It All - Warren G

Call me Dub-A-Double-are-E 

N be the end last letter be the G 

G be for Griffin, smiffin, like Wesson 

Niggaz, that be 'fessin 

I'm crushin your whole chest and 

In combat if they fat I'll skinny em 

Six times the terror pass the Era to Millineum 

G-Funk, bumpin in ya trunk 

Call me booshe nigga, LBC me nigga 

Straight from Long Beach 

Where, we gets more naughtier than Comaneche 

Can you say roundoff hand spring 

Do ya triple somersault fools will be flipped I'm sure 

Long Beach, right by the water 

Respect is due when you walk through the border 

Line, if you don't you might find your face in a gutter 

Long Beach will get ya wets 

The homey just whistled, gave us the signal 

To act the fool with the pistols, pierce the gristle 

One way out homey, in the cut 

Heat cocked, beef for weeks, heat for block 

Techniques to rock, the blocks socks 

Unorthodox, cannon cocking bandit nigga 

I daily rock the planet nigga 

Scope out the vicinity, start seperatin(what?) 

those that's cool and those hatin 

Every nigga in between 

Got 5 seconds to evacuate the scene (yeah) 

Hit the stash (nigga) 

Nigga what the fuck you want to do 

Talk, blast, nigga think fast, fast fast 

[Chorus: x2] 

Hit a nigga wit a little gangsta love 

Gangsta love 

Hit a nigga wit a little gangsta love 

Gangsta love 

Lets go to war, no, not with guns 

Blast you with heat, original beats they run 

Fast and faster, Master like P 

Or you can just say, Master Warren G 

I'm bout it bout it, highly touted 

And I doubt it 

if I let another nigga take my tracks and re re-route it 

I truck more styles, like my Yukon I puke on 

The rest of these niggaz, trying to contest 

Hold up, who's speaking of contest, no, none of that 

We get gats beats technique rat tat tat tat 

Splat, and ya flat, pure satisfac 

X marks the spot of the brutal venacular 

You drinks down like dracula 

Listen here buddy you'll be found left bloody 

Its the beach nigga, straight up 

Before ya hate, get ya weight up 

Or get wet up now what up 

Yeah, yeah OGs 

My nigga Warren G, uh huh 

that's my OG 

My nigga Nate Dogg, my nigga Snoopy, my nigga RBX 

They're my OGs, my real OGs 

You up against the aces nigga 

It all takes place in many places nigga 

Several different faces nigga 

The streets can watch me nigga 

But the streets is up against Kurupt Momar Khadafi nigga 

OG, juggernaut, jagged edge, homey two to the head 

As the sprinkle spread 

Death will kiss ya, fuck around with the Militia 

Stalking till the big homey Nate walked in 

Same old niggaz in the same old place 

Long Beach city is where I was raised 

I keep my heater right by my side 

Won't stop mashin till I get my prize 

Even if you blind we can make you see 

The perfect combination Nate and Warren G 

When we bust we hit em everytime 

Ain't no secret its about that time 

To 

[Chorus: x2] 

Gangsta love 

Gangsta love