| Call me Dub-A-Double-R-E
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| N be the end last letter be the G
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| G be for Griffin, smithin, like Wesson
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| Niggas, that be 'fessin
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| I’m crushin your whole chest and
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| In combat if they fat I’ll skinny em
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| Six times the terror pass the Era to Millineum
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| G-Funk, bumpin in ya trunk
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| Call me booshe nigga, LBC me nigga
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| Straight from Long Beach
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| Where, we gets more naughtier than Comăneci
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| Can you say roundoff hand spring
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| Do ya triple somersault fools will be flipped I’m sure
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| Long Beach, right by the water
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| Respect is due when you walk through the border
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| Line, if you dont you might find your face in a gutter
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| Long Beach will get ya wets
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| The homey just whistled, gave us the signal
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| To act the fool with the pistols, pierce the gristle
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| One way out homey, in the cut
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| Heat cocked, beef for weeks, heat for block
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| Techniques to rock, the blocks socks
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| Unorthodox, cannon cocking bandit nigga
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| I daily rock the planet nigga
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| Scope out the vicinity, start seperatin (what?)
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| Those thats cool and those hatin
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| Every nigga in between
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| Got 5 seconds to evacuate the scene (yeah)
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| Hit the stash (nigga)
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| Nigga what the fuck you wanna do
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| Talk, blast, nigga think fast, fast fast
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| (Chorus x2 — Nate Dogg)
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| Hit a nigga wit a little gangsta love
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| Gangsta love
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| Hit a nigga wit a little gangsta love
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| Gangsta love
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| Lets go to war, no, not with guns
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| Blast you with heat, original beats they run
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| Fast and faster, Master like P
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| Or you can just say, Master Warren G
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| I’m bout it bout it, highly touted
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| And I doubt it
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| If I let another nigga take my tracks and re re-route it
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| I truck more styles, like my Yukon I puke on
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| The rest of these niggas, trying to contest
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| Hold up, who’s speaking of contest, no, none of that
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| We get gats beats technique rat tat tat tat
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| Splat, and ya flat, pure satisfac
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| X marks the spot of the brutal venacular
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| You drinks down like dracula
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| Listen here buddy you’ll be found left bloody
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| Its the beach nigga, straight up
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| Before ya hate, get ya weight up
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| Or get wet up now what up
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| Yeah, yeah OGs
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| My nigga Warren G, uh huh
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| Thats my OG
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| My nigga Nate Dogg, my nigga Snoopy, my nigga RBX
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| They’re my OGs, my real OGs
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| You up against the aces nigga
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| It all takes place in many places nigga
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| Several different faces nigga
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| The streets can watch me nigga
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| But the streets is up against Kurupt Momar Khadafi nigga
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| OG, juggernaut, jagged edge, homey two to the head
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| As the sprinkle spread
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| Death will kiss ya, fuck around with the Militia
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| Stalking till the big homey Nate walked in
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| Same old niggas in the same old place
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| Long Beach city is where I was raised
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| I keep my heater right by my side
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| Won’t stop mashin till I get my prize
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| Even if you blind we can make you see
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| The perfect combination Nate and Warren G
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| When we bust we hit em everytime
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| Ain’t no secret its about that time
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| To
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| (Chorus x2 — Nate Dogg)
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| Hit a nigga wit a little gangsta love
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| Gangsta love
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| Hit a nigga wit a little gangsta love
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| Gangsta love
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| Gangsta love
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| Gangsta love |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Gangsta Love , by - Warren G. Song from the album I Want It All, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп