Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Gangsta Love, artist - Warren G. Album song I Want It All, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 11.10.1999
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: RESTLESS
Song language: English
Gangsta Love |
Call me Dub-A-Double-R-E |
N be the end last letter be the G |
G be for Griffin, smithin, like Wesson |
Niggas, that be 'fessin |
I’m crushin your whole chest and |
In combat if they fat I’ll skinny em |
Six times the terror pass the Era to Millineum |
G-Funk, bumpin in ya trunk |
Call me booshe nigga, LBC me nigga |
Straight from Long Beach |
Where, we gets more naughtier than Comăneci |
Can you say roundoff hand spring |
Do ya triple somersault fools will be flipped I’m sure |
Long Beach, right by the water |
Respect is due when you walk through the border |
Line, if you dont you might find your face in a gutter |
Long Beach will get ya wets |
The homey just whistled, gave us the signal |
To act the fool with the pistols, pierce the gristle |
One way out homey, in the cut |
Heat cocked, beef for weeks, heat for block |
Techniques to rock, the blocks socks |
Unorthodox, cannon cocking bandit nigga |
I daily rock the planet nigga |
Scope out the vicinity, start seperatin (what?) |
Those thats cool and those hatin |
Every nigga in between |
Got 5 seconds to evacuate the scene (yeah) |
Hit the stash (nigga) |
Nigga what the fuck you wanna do |
Talk, blast, nigga think fast, fast fast |
(Chorus x2 — Nate Dogg) |
Hit a nigga wit a little gangsta love |
Gangsta love |
Hit a nigga wit a little gangsta love |
Gangsta love |
Lets go to war, no, not with guns |
Blast you with heat, original beats they run |
Fast and faster, Master like P |
Or you can just say, Master Warren G |
I’m bout it bout it, highly touted |
And I doubt it |
If I let another nigga take my tracks and re re-route it |
I truck more styles, like my Yukon I puke on |
The rest of these niggas, trying to contest |
Hold up, who’s speaking of contest, no, none of that |
We get gats beats technique rat tat tat tat |
Splat, and ya flat, pure satisfac |
X marks the spot of the brutal venacular |
You drinks down like dracula |
Listen here buddy you’ll be found left bloody |
Its the beach nigga, straight up |
Before ya hate, get ya weight up |
Or get wet up now what up |
Yeah, yeah OGs |
My nigga Warren G, uh huh |
Thats my OG |
My nigga Nate Dogg, my nigga Snoopy, my nigga RBX |
They’re my OGs, my real OGs |
You up against the aces nigga |
It all takes place in many places nigga |
Several different faces nigga |
The streets can watch me nigga |
But the streets is up against Kurupt Momar Khadafi nigga |
OG, juggernaut, jagged edge, homey two to the head |
As the sprinkle spread |
Death will kiss ya, fuck around with the Militia |
Stalking till the big homey Nate walked in |
Same old niggas in the same old place |
Long Beach city is where I was raised |
I keep my heater right by my side |
Won’t stop mashin till I get my prize |
Even if you blind we can make you see |
The perfect combination Nate and Warren G |
When we bust we hit em everytime |
Ain’t no secret its about that time |
To |
(Chorus x2 — Nate Dogg) |
Hit a nigga wit a little gangsta love |
Gangsta love |
Hit a nigga wit a little gangsta love |
Gangsta love |
Gangsta love |
Gangsta love |