Lyrics:

Call me dub-a-double-r-e

N be the end last letter be the g

G be for griffin, smiffin, like wesson

Niggaz, 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


[rbx]

Straight from long beach

Where, we gets more naughtier than comaneche

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 don't you might find your face in a gutter

Long beach will get ya wets


[kurupt]

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


[warren g]

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 niggaz, trying to contest


[rbx]

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


[kurupt]

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


[nate dogg]

Same old niggaz 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 it's 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