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WARREN G : What We Go Through lyrics

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WARREN G lyrics : "What We Go Through"

(feat. Bad $$#, Mr. Malik, Perfec)
(Whats up Warren G?)
Whats happenin? I'm just chillin, you know

Checkin my game you dig, you know
Trippin off these fools around the situation, you know its like

[Mr. Malik]
I went from hustlin and slangin to bustin and bangin

I got to keep it real, so $#&@ not cursin when i'm sangin
now let me tell y'all about this %#@!, went down the other

me and the doggs see some ^!$$%z, just caught up in da hype
tryin to ride and get by like da FBI
cause we know bout them hk's, they right outside

but we never knew y'all had a clue bout what we go through
so tell how the $#&@ could you speak on my crew

I went from dirt to large work like boatloads of keys
It's hard work and it hurts to live life on ya knees

so God please have a lil mercy on my soul
What my eyes see my mind think my hand should hold
The outcome of these actions warm hearts turn cold

Lil snake tryin to blast me wit the gun he stole
We hang out, banged out, same route as the day before
Blessed wit perception, but don't know how my days a go

Could see my ^!$$% hittin wit some pay, a few days ago


Blaze up a flow, sit watch my paper grow
Cautious, in case ^!$$%z wanna cross this
But they can't cross me, I'm way too flossy

Out here makin millions
All in wit the villians
Let's turn these millions to trillions

I've seen it all pop slow unfold, and go
Now it's time to get mo' dough, ya know
I play unda tha wrath a thunder

Electric shocks hot as da summer
More foul than funner, gun ya
In the open range, man it seems strange

Even sometimes deranged inside my brain
I hold the key, identify then flee
Every MC close to me

Cause I'm supposed to be all in wit my chips (^!$$%)
I'm all in with the crips and bloods
Grips for thugs, I nudge

The homey on his shoulda, cuz every day I'm gettin older
As the world turns and gets colder
Laid back I shot me sumpin, Perfec from dynamic, bangin

[Warren G]
Well I moved from the East to the West

Word on the street, ^!$$%z wanna test
But these MC's, is scared to buck
Plus they talk too much and smoke too many blunts

You $#&@in rookies
Sweet as Mr. Smith's cookies
Ya hate me one minute and tha next ya wanna buck me

He sent a hoe, in the back seat of my fo'
While ya Goin Back To Cali, watch how you flow
Now ya know, about this Warren G Era

G-Funk terror, look into tha mirror
And what you see is the don of the company
(Warren G, Warren, Warren, Warren's to tha G)

You still see, what I see
All of the homies in the LB
Sittin back, and we makin the cash

Warren G, Perfec, Hershey Locc and Bad $$#

[Chorus x2]

And we never knew you had clue of what we go through
So how in tha $#&@ could y'all speak of our crew
Ya thought this, ya thought that, we thought y'all should laid

Yeah it's like that,for me it's like that

Sittin back,and we makin the cash
It's Warren, Perfec, Hershey Loc and Bad $$#

Sittin back,and we makin the cash
It's Warren, Perfec, Hershey Loc and Bad $$#

Ya know what I'm sayin Warren G
with my homeboy from the pound Hershey Locc

and the homey Perfec, ya know what I'm sayin and Mr. Badass
and thats how we doin it fool, yeah
we ain't bangin on wacks ^!$$%, we doin it like we should be

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