(Chorus x2)
I need a dope beat, a dope beat
Just holler at your boy named Warren G(I wanna)
A dope beat(with my), a dope beat
Just holler at your boy named Warren G
Y`all know me, the G from the 213
LBC, Regulatin, skatin` on all them Dayton`s
Bankin` back on them singles
With the Henney`s and the Jimmy`s
Like I`m all tall, short, and like dark, thick and skinny
I`m a ladies` man, Mercedes and
Proper ice, livin` nice, as far as gravy stands
Ain`t nuttin` changed, me and Snoop`s still the same
Plus Nate droppin` weight with the classic thang
Now I remember way back, at the bachelor set
Slip my brother, Dre, Snoopa tape it, put it in the deck
The party started bangin` and they both shook hands
And made it legitimate for the G-Funk Fans
Now after that, they hit the top when The Chronic dropped
Remember 187 on the motherfuckin` cop(I wanna)
It`s Still A G Thang (with my), where we hang and claim
East Side `til I die, or I rise to fame
(Chorus x2)
I need a dope beat, a dope beat
Just holler at your boy named Warren G(I wanna)
A dope beat(with my), a dope beat
Just holler at your boy named Warren G
I got my own style, I got my own pal
If you don`t know now, then nigga, you better slow down
Spendin bills, bendin` wheels, people think I steal
Puttin` cameras in my grill everywhere I chill
Kick back, I spit facts, and twist our tracks
Drank gin with The Twinz, see a bitch I mack
Cuz if I ain`t in the studio, I`m deep in the hood
Anyway gettin` paid like Warren should
Dre teachin` me to work a beat, now I`m bangin`
And I been with platinum, now my album slangin` (I wanna)
Hangin` with my G`s (with my) from the LBC
With the homies that I know will put it down for me
Well known, keep my chrome, and I hold my own
But I`d rather roll and flow and be holdin` the shows
With the G-Funk Family earnin` a Grammy
You can`t see what I see, and don`t understand me
(Chorus x2)
I need a dope beat, a dope beat
Just holler at your boy named Warren G(I wanna)
A dope beat(with my), a dope beat
Just holler at your boy named Warren G
I`m on my way to the studio, beatin and thumpin
Scoop D from Long Beach got some heat from Compton
Hit the Eastside manages to see whats crackin
Got some MGD, just watching for jackin
Its a hard knock life, ya heard Jay-Z featuring Annie
No Limit like Snoop, thats when the grammy
Hit the Beach in the Long gray and black caddy
Reminiscing on my great escapes through the alley
Damn I done grew up and things done changed
Just shakin my head, trippin off the game
Its so much you gotta do to keep it real out here
But ain`t nothing guaranteed cuz ain`t nothing goin` give
(Chorus x3 to fade)
I need a dope beat, a dope beat
Just holler at your boy named Warren G
A dope beat, a dope beat
Just holler at your boy named Warren G
