Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Regulate, artist - Warren G.
Date of issue: 06.06.1994
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Regulate |
Regulators |
We regulate any stealing of his property |
And we damn good too |
But you can’t be any geek off the street, |
Gotta be handy with the steel if you know what I mean, earn your keep! |
REGULATORS!!! |
MOUNT UP! |
It was a clear black night, a clear white moon |
Warren G. was on the streets, trying to consume |
some skirts for the eve, so I can get some funk |
just rollin in my ride, chillin all alone |
Nate: |
Just hit the Eastside of the LBC |
on a mission trying to find Mr. Warren G. |
Seen a car full of girls ain’t no need to tweak |
all you skirts know what’s up with 213 |
So I hooks a left on the 2−1 and Lewis |
some brothas shootin dice so I said «Let's do this» |
I jumped out the ride, and said «What's up?» |
some brothas pulled some gats so I said «I'm stuck.» |
Nate: |
Since these girls peepin me I’ma glide and swerve |
these hookers lookin so hard they straight hit the curb |
Won’tcha think of better things than some horny tricks |
I see my homey and some suckers all in his mix |
I’m gettin jacked, I’m breakin myself |
I can’t believe they taking Warren’s wealth |
they took my rings, they took my rolex |
I looked at the brotha said «Damn, what’s next?» |
Nate: |
They got my homey hemmed up and they all around |
ain’t none of them seeing if they going straight pound for pound |
They wanna come up real quick before they start to clown |
I best pull out my strap and lay them busters down |
They got guns to my head |
I think I’m going down |
I can’t believe this happenin' in my own town |
If I had wings I would fly |
let me contemplate |
I glanced in the cut and I see my homey Nate |
Nate: |
Sixteen in the clip and one in the hole |
Nate Dogg is about to make some bodies turn cold |
now they droppin and yellin ' |
it’s a tad bit late |
Nate Dogg and Warren G. had to regulate |
I laid all them busters down |
I let my gat explode |
now I’m switching my mind back into freak mode |
if you want skirts sit back and observe |
I just left a gang of ho’s over there on the curb |
Now Nate got the freaks |
and that’s a known fact |
before I got jacked I was on the same track |
back up back up cause it’s on |
N-A-T-E and me |
the Warren to the G. |
Nate: |
Just like I thought |
they were in the same spot |
in need of some desperate help |
the Nate Dogg and the G-child |
were in need of something else |
one of them dames was sexy as hell |
I said «ooo I like your size.» |
she said «my car’s broke down and you sing real nice, |
would ya let me ride?» |
I got a car full of girls and it’s going real swell |
the next stop is the Eastside Motel |
I’m tweaking |
into a whole new era |
step to this |
I dare ya |
Funk |
on a whole new level |
Nate: |
the rhythm is the bass and the bass is the treble |
Chords |
Strings |
We brings |
Melody |
where rhythm is life |
and life is rhythm |
Nate: |
If you know like I know |
you don’t wanna step to this |
It’s the G-Funk era |
funked out with a gangsta twist |
if you smoke like I smoke |
then you high like everyday |
and if your ass is a buster |
2−1-3 will regulate |