Waiting around a crew of thugs   That parade in blue and yelling 'cuz   (Whats up? 'Cuz)   Ate by selling drugs   '38 snub in the waist, in case fools lose love      These days still the same   I can steal the flame, eyes kill with the pain   So I advise y'all to chill with the games   Entertain for the cheddar and the change      So fuck whoever in the fame, forever a man   Around my dogs, banging the pound, swanging the town   How we choose, now I'm aggravated and assault is my next move   Success means issues, so I guess it's time for me to disclude      Handle mines, we use pistols   G's move with the conscience   When we disaprove of that nonsense   Ex-cons with that gangsta gangsta gangsta shit   Here come another hit      I think it's time we do it, they said it couldn't be done   Still we making paper, still we having fun   I hope by now it's proven, Nate and Warren G   Tightest combination in the industry   Here comes another one      I can see us smashing up the shore past laws that's lost   2000 Ucon Excel, duel exhaust, TV screen, DVD, e-mail   Passenger, bad female, what the hell   Stash spot, with the hollow head shell   Niggas start trippin', I'm on the next tail      Hands free, callin' up my nigga Warren G   I pull strings, like Mya Landske   Bulletproof, emotint you can't see   Mr. G rollin' up weed, Afghani sense   Bad MC, Mike Fiend, you the know spinage      Like wintergreenmint, talk shit   Sleep with the fish, you cement   New residence, with no hesitance   It gets tints on the floor, staple center chick   Next to Denzel and Nicholsen, Phil Jackson whistlin'      I think it's time we do it, they said it couldn't be done   Still we making paper, still we having fun   I hope by now it's proven, Nate and Warren G   Tightest combination in the industry   Here comes another one      Mean mugs in the club, mean nothing to us   In South scene, me and the team trying to fuck us some sluts   Dying to fuck, I chuck us when we step through   Poppin' our collars with our nephews      Next to you, you got millionaires moving   Hitting the dance floor, stealing their groovin'   Doing they damn thing and ain't worried about a damn thing      But man, that's the celebrity ways   Poppin' a litty got some rappers scared of these days   Industry ways, that's how Hollywood pays      Uh, top dollar when I dip my Impala   In front of the club, make your woman wanna holla   (Holla)   At a playa though, what's your dude yo?      I keep it gangsta, I ain't trying to be rude hoe   Oh, you know how that shit go   Or give when cats get fed off the four or fifths      I think it's time we do it, they said it couldn't be done   Still we making paper, still we having fun   I hope by now it's proven, Nate and Warren G   Tightest combination in the industry   Here comes another one