213 Tha Gangsta Clicc lyrics

by

Warren G


[Snoop Dogg]
Hehe, yeah that's that sh*t right there
Is this that sh*t that make a n*gga just
It remind me of, matter of fact I"ma tell y'all
I wasn't gonna share this but I'll share it witch'all
Check this out

I slid up in a party where some suckers was at
Out of bounds slipping f*cking with this hood rat
My homeboy told me that the b*tch wasn't sh*t
But I didn't give a f*ck cuz this 20 Crip
The first young n*gga with a baseball cap
Tried to hit a n*gga up until he seen how we strut
I'm like 'n*gga, take two steps back
Now lower your voice before you get pimp slapped'
I know you seen me on your MTV raps
Way back in the days when I was with Fab' Five Freddy
I told you then, I told you now, boy I stay ready
Don't sweat it, we'll get him and then let him
Talk sh*t for a minute then deal with him
Hail Mary, call Makavelli to come and save your ass
Cuz I'mma put my Chucks up in it so quick and so fast
You use some act-right like LaBetty
And let you know that I'm the king of this motherf*cking city
Like Frank White, Nino Brown, John Gotti, Tony Soprano
Joey Banana and the great Tony Montana
All of 'em mixed in one fixed it, done
I like playing six-to-one
This is fun, shooting my guns, counting my funds
And walking on you b*tch n*ggas that run
I'm from
[Hook - Snoop Dogg]
213 the gangsta clicc
21 motherf*cking 3 n*gga
All we do is the gangsta sh*t
Gangsta sh*t, biatch
213 the gangsta clicc
Haha and you know it, n*gga
All we do is the gangsta sh*t
Y'all know what's happening
Haha

[Warren G]
I shoot 'em up, I bang bang
Or we can duke 'em up but you know you can't hang
Still from the Beach, still a g thang
213 in the house and you know how we came
We came to party homie, so back up
Plus up in the club, y'all don't have enough
I bust guns, you bust guns
Difference is my bullets probably touch the sun
Want some? Come and get it
On your marks, get set, blah!
That's coming with it
They won't stop, they'll get it, you don't get it
It don't stop, still dont love b*tches
My G-n*ggas, holler if ya hear me (Gangstas!)
Speak it loud and clearly
If you feel me raise your cups (East Side, Long Beach)
Blaze it up
And we from
[Hook]

[Nate Dogg]
You can call me Lil' Meeno
Crazy motherf*cker plus I'm Texas C-Notes
His finger on the trigger but it way too slow
He didn't see me coming so he missing his dome
213 and we gone
You can call me Nate King Cole
Smooth motherf*cker when it come to these hoes
All damn dimes up in every area codes
Gangsta sh*t, yep and all the hoes know
Where they gon' go, we rolling in the stretch Navigator
When i'm gon' get it baby girl now or later
She said she wanted to play so I played her
Made a promise to pay, but never paid her
It ain't that i hate her
It's just she's a goddamn ho
And all of my n*ggas know
They knowin' since '94
Wherever we go, she gon' go

[Hook]
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