So Many Ways (bad Boys Version) Lyrics - Warren G

Hey, nah ya goin miss up on the G-Funk era, 

Ya know we said things won for Warren G, and soon turned superstar 

11-10-7 D that was my intro 

But now in 94, I'm rollin a 64 

'Cause things get shady where the grass is greener 

Niggaz throwin up sets in hoods like they neva seen a 

Young mack daddy do his thing 'cause I pack right 

I got 44 ways to make you act right 

And its a shame how the game must be played 

It was told never fold by the niggaz you can't fade 

So raise up off this young hog 

'Cause I heard you punkin some but you can't punk me y'all 

I got my own thang 'cause I let my nuts hang 

If you want to bring it, bring it on no pain no gain 

So as I creep can you peep what I speak 

Techniques unique, so what you sayin is obsolete 

So there it is as I go about my days 

I can only bring it to you like this in so many ways 

[Chorus] 

Hey, hey, hey this is Warren G you know 

And I was in Baghdad 

Before these lil youngstaz was in they Daddy bag 

Ya know, yeah, they in violation Wayniac so hound em 

It's all plain and simple 

I roll just to serve a lifetime wit my niggaz 

Idiotic fools can't figure 

The way I display or should I say more than that 

Its crucial when I name how many niggaz got my back 

Neva lack, the skills when its time to handle mine 

You can't front if you want to but you still know the time 

I'm, the nigga that they call Wayniac (what that mean) 

I'm the nigga stayin down for the home team 

So if you didn't know let me slow ya roll 

This pro is on the go with some shit you ain't heard before 

So recognize game in your face 

A touch of the bass then I'm gone without a trace 

[Chorus] 

I stay true to the game 

But some stay blind to the fact 

That if I don't look good, you don't look good 

So please rearrange and change the shit you doin' 

You fuckin' yourself 'cause you the one gettin' screwed 

As I, ease on down the rick road 

As I shift from first to second, cruise control 

So blaze up the Buddha 

'Cause I got drink, and don't think 

We don't roll without a full tank 

Of that bomb ass shit called the funk 

'Cause I am the G and the funk is what you want 

Now, lets take a trip to the other side of town 

Niggaz flip flop and they neva stay down 

Want to be all they can be, but gettin' held back 

Tryin' to take what is mine, (what) what type of shit is that? 

So, this is for the homies stay down for your pay 

I can't only bring it to you like this in so many ways 

[Chorus]