Lyrics:

[Chorus x2]

I need a dope beat, a dope beat

Just holler at your boy named Warren G(I wanna)

A dope beat(with my), a dope beat

Just holler at your boy named Warren G



Y'all know me, the G from the 213

LBC, Regulatin, skatin' on all them Dayton's

Bankin' back on them singles

With the Henney's and the Jimmy's

Like I'm all tall, short, and like dark, thick and skinny

I'm a ladies' man, Mercedes and

Proper ice, livin' nice, as far as gravy stands

Ain't nuttin' changed, me and Snoop's still the same

Plus Nate droppin' weight with the classic thang

Now I remember way back, at the bachelor set

Slip my brother, Dre, Snoopa tape it, put it in the deck

The party started bangin' and they both shook hands

And made it legitimate for the G-Funk Fans

Now after that, they hit the top when The Chronic dropped

Remember 187 on the motherfuckin' cop(I wanna)

It's Still A G Thang (with my), where we hang and claim

East Side 'til I die, or I rise to fame



[Chorus x2]

I need a dope beat, a dope beat

Just holler at your boy named Warren G(I wanna)

A dope beat(with my), a dope beat

Just holler at your boy named Warren G



I got my own style, I got my own pal

If you don't know now, then nigga, you better slow down

Spendin bills, bendin' wheels, people think I steal

Puttin' cameras in my grill everywhere I chill

Kick back, I spit facts, and twist our tracks

Drank gin with The Twinz, see a bitch I mack

Cuz if I ain't in the studio, I'm deep in the hood

Anyway gettin' paid like Warren should

Dre teachin' me to work a beat, now I'm bangin'

And I been with platinum, now my album slangin' (I wanna)

Hangin' with my G's (with my) from the LBC

With the homies that I know will put it down for me

Well known, keep my chrome, and I hold my own

But I'd rather roll and flow and be holdin' the shows

With the G-Funk Family earnin' a Grammy

You can't see what I see, and don't understand me



[Chorus x2]

I need a dope beat, a dope beat

Just holler at your boy named Warren G(I wanna)

A dope beat(with my), a dope beat

Just holler at your boy named Warren G



I'm on my way to the studio, beatin and thumpin

Scoop D from Long Beach got some heat from Compton

Hit the Eastside manages to see whats crackin

Got some MGD, just watching for jackin

Its a hard knock life, ya heard Jay-Z featuring Annie

No Limit like Snoop, thats when the grammy

Hit the Beach in the Long gray and black caddy

Reminiscing on my great escapes through the alley

Damn I done grew up and things done changed

Just shakin my head, trippin off the game

Its so much you gotta do to keep it real out here

But ain't nothing guaranteed cuz ain't nothing goin' give



[Chorus x3 to fade]

I need a dope beat, a dope beat

Just holler at your boy named Warren G

A dope beat, a dope beat

Just holler at your boy named Warren G