[ Featuring Warren G ]
The party is jumpin', the place is packed
LBC motherf*cker, we back
About to drop somethin', about to turf
The turf 'bout the surf, now what is it worth?
Well, I'm the W-A-double-R-E-N-G
And I'm the S-N-double-O into the P D-O-G
Celebrate it, elevate it
It's me and my dog, you know I regulate it
Strobe lights, low-lifes, highlights (highlights)
2-10, all in my life
Grind slow, blindfold, eyesight (eyesight)
Roam in the zone like Twilight
F*ck that, trust that big G-Dub
You can get sat down, or you can get beat up
Ain't no thang, let me know when we can meet up
Say the wrong thang and you're leavin' with your feet up
I'd rather dance than take me a chance (hey)
Lil' mama right there just shakin' her pants
Take a couple flicks, shake a few hands
These niggas keep singin' like makin' a band
For instance, my interests, we makin' it grand
Snoop and Warren, we tourin' again, soarin' again
Flyin' to the highest of heights
A lot of motherf*ckers wanna try to live this life
But they can't, and they won't
You say you do?, I say you don't, nigga
Kick back and just enjoy the ride
This shit here's for the East Side
We slidin' to a brand new demographic
Handcrafted, the owner's a stoner while y'all waitin' to be drafted
Lasted this song, 'cause I mastered my own
Classic six deuce ragged with the chrome
And it's on (and it's on)
And it's on (and it's on)
4-4 Desert Eagle, to your motherf*ckin' dome
And it's on (and it's on)
And it's on (and it's on)
Let me see if I can get y'all to sing this song
Sha-na-na-na, sha-na-na-na
Hey-hey-hey, Snoop Dogg
Sha-na-na-na, sha-na-na-na
Hey-hey-hey, Snoop Dogg
Warren G, g'd up
F*ck that, blaze the weed up
Warren G, g'd up
F*ck that, blaze the weed up
This DJ, this DJ, this DJ be Warren G
This DJ, this DJ, this DJ be Warren G
This DJ, this DJ, this DJ be Warren G
The party is jumpin', the place is packed
LBC motherf*cker, we back
About to drop somethin', about to turf
The turf 'bout the surf, now what is it worth?
Well, I'm the W-A-double-R-E-N-G
And I'm the S-N-double-O into the P D-O-G
Celebrate it, elevate it
It's me and my dog, you know I regulate it
Dr. Evo (Bangin')
(That shit slaps) And there you have it
We back at it (the frequency is back)
Death Row (West Coast)
G-Funk, ugh nasty (yes, yes y'all)
Like battery acid (hahaha)
And we out
