Warren G Lyrics

Out here moving focused gotta stay away from cops

And my bankroll fully loaded so I stay away from opps

Still ain't ducking tension putting switches on a glock

Turn it to a lil uzi let that motherfucker rock

In a hotbox make that motherfucker stop

When them bullets get to raining

Let them motherfuckers drop

Ain't none about me famous run up crazy get you popped

Young boy praying for a top

Ain't saying shit but mop

Gotta spin a whole block

If you hop out and forget a witness

Shaking when its time to fry the bacon then forget the mission

Know a crip went and caught somebodies and went up a 60

Want some niggas to collect the bounty nigga up the ticket

Proved my loyalty to royalty yeah they fucking with me

Ask lil Digi how they spoil me yeah he hustle with me

Ain't never worried I get to shooting then he bussing with me

God with me but i'll get to shooting like he up against me

Wanna be street and keep it G like Warren

Late night creeping he was dead early morning

Who gone write your story when that led get to pouring

Who gone write for ya when them feds get to storming

They want head shots they won't send your ass a warning

Before they send your ass a casket they gone send your ass a gurney

Better stay inside when them pistols get to pouring

Better stay inside when them niggas get to warring

Bodies dropping now the community in a turmoil

Put your man body in the dirt and watch him turn soil

Fuck robbing the bank niggas rather go rob the gun stores

Streets kidnapped your baby hope that they return em

Wars come and go but my soldiers stay eternal

Roll em in a smoke yeah my nigga had to burn em

He a little younger so my nigga had to learn em

But now he stained up yeah my nigga had to earn em

Call me nat turner cause they took our name from us

All this cash burning it won't take the pain from us

They say that God crying when it start to rain on us

Say that God crying when it start to rain on us

Wanna be street and keep it G like Warren

Late night creeping he was dead early morning

Who gone write your story when that led get to pouring

Who gone write for ya when them feds get to storming

They want head shots they won't send your ass a warning

Before they send your ass a casket they gone send your ass a gurney

Better stay inside when them pistols get to pouring

Better stay inside when them niggas get to warring