What's up negros and negrettes?   It's your boy, Warren G   You know what I'm saying?   Chillin' with the home boy, Mack 10   And we gon' lay a lil' sumpin' down for y'all   Let y'all know what time it is   Show you how we keepin' it real wit' it   You know 'cuz this world is built on material thangs   But we ain't trippin' off that   We want y'all to know this, check it      I want it all, money, fast cars   Diamond rings, gold chains and champagne   Shit, every damn thing   I want it all, houses, expenses   My own business, a truck, hmm, and a couple o' Benz's   I want it all, brand new socks and drawls   And I'm ballin' everytime I stop and talk to y'all   I want it all, all, all, all   I want it all, all, all, all, all      They say, "There go, Warren G with that envious stare"   I love this game too much, I wish these haters wasn't here   It's a shame, we came too far to turn back   It's a cold world, it gets so hard, you learned that   From fallin', tryin' to walk from crawlin'   Tryin' to hustle up from broke to ballin'   And, yeah, y'all in effect that's all me   The jiggy G-Z, all my niggas that keep it real and do it easy      Believe me, young nigga, fat meat is greasy   And shit stank, so if you plot a lick and hit a bank   And get away or get gaffled, the very next day   Don't cry, hold your head up high   And remember what you told yourself, nigga   I said, "Remember what you told yourself, nigga"   I said, "Remember what you told yourself, nigga"   I said, "Remember what you told yourself, nigga"      I want it all, money, fast cars   Diamond rings, gold chains and champagne   Shit, every damn thing   I want it all, houses, expenses   My own business, a truck, hmm, and a couple o' Benz's   I want it all, brand new socks and drawls   And I'm ballin' everytime I stop and talk to y'all   I want it all, all, all, all   I want it all, all, all, all, all      I want it all, so I got to wake up and ball   And thanks to y'all, I got plaques on the wall   Mack 10 laced with the know-how to paper chase   Crushed ice, throw my Rollie face in the platinum fan base   From net workin' and hustlin', no doubt, I got clout   And live the lifestyle that Robin Leach talkin' about   Slow down player, don't hate 'cuz you can't relate   The Bently Coupes and kickin' gears on Harley's with the straights      I got more limelight than Vegas on cable   Will it enable to shoot C-Note, "Yo's" at the crap table   And while you can't get off the ground, I'm getting high   A nigga fly and fly with the desire to build an empire   I strapped up and took flight like a missle   Told them loud and clear as a whistle 'Hoo Bangin' is official   Handing out gold medallions at roll-call   I'ma ball and never fall 'cuz Mack 10 want it all, what?      I want it all, money, fast cars   Diamond rings, gold chains and champagne   Shit, every damn thing   I want it all, houses, expenses   My own business, a truck, hmm, and a couple o' Benz's   I want it all, brand new socks and drawls   And I'm ballin' everytime I stop and talk to y'all   I want it all, all, all, all   I want it all, all, all, all, all      Me and 10 get paid escapade to the spot   We hot like rocks served on hot blocks   I notice money make the world circulate   So we gon' stack and stack and take a sip and peculate   Bump, let the woofers sub, show the homies love   Warren to the G, and Little G-Dub   Surface on the low, slide or don't slide at all   Ride or don't ride at all      Warren, I couldn't be more serious about my 'fetti   I stay tight on the mic and keep the pen movin' steady   I want it all, dog, and it might be greed   I hate to trip, but I got two little mouths to feed   They don't know nuttin' about no excuses and disrespect   Or somebody bein' jank with they Daddy's royalty check   And at that point, I'm through talkin', dog, enough said   So, if you owe Mack money, then I suggest you break bread      I want it all, money, fast cars   Diamond rings, gold chains and champagne   Shit, every damn thing   I want it all, houses, expenses   My own business, a truck, hmm, and a couple o' Benz's   I want it all, brand new socks and drawls   And I'm ballin' everytime I stop and talk to y'all   I want it all, all, all, all   I want it all, all, all, all, all      I want it all, money, fast cars   Diamond rings, gold chains and champagne   Shit, every damn thing   I want it all, houses, expenses   My own business, a truck, hmm, and a couple o' Benz's   I want it all, brand new socks and drawls   And I'm ballin' everytime I stop and talk to y'all   I want it all, all, all, all   I want it all, all, all, all, all      Mack 10, what up?   I know the paper's out there, ha ha, yeah   Warren G, what up?   You know the paper's out there, ha ha, yeah   G Funk, what up?   You know the paper's out there, ha ha   That's right, what?      Hoo Bangin', what up?   We know the paper's out there, ha ha   That's right, what?   The whole world paper's out there   Speak on it, ha ha   All the hood rats, what up?   You know the paper's out there