child-

Mr. president, hey, this is the g child
Spacekateers, I’m back baby yes I’m back
And mr. president you’re not chillin in the house baby
You’re not chillin in the house
Ya know why? huh? huh? should I tell ya? 
You know why? yeah.. cuz ya ya ya ya chillin in the shack beeyatch!
 [bad word]  x2
This is the shack, this is how we act
Caps I peel, flex my steel

Its ya [bad word] third letter of ya alphabet
Put knight at the individ
Its a [bad word] you can’t get with
Funky styles, I be showin niggaz
I be blowin niggaz straight out they socks, because
The dove shack [bad word] more twisted than dredlocks
Now plot on the shack if you wanna
But if you get caught slipping
We will be dippin
Down your block
Just to street sweep your spot, [bad word] But you can still follow along, grab ahold of my nut sack
Because I’ve got the doja
Oh I haven’t told ya much love to my [bad word] warren
He’s a g, hook me, now I’m gettin funky
I’m chillin with my feet up on the table in the shack
With my revolver, problem solver
Waitin for a [bad word] to [bad word] with this
So I can let his [bad word] know who he is
 [bad word]  x2
This is the shack, this is how we act
Caps I peel, flex my steel

2 scoops-

Its the [bad word] 2 scoops, the long beach eastsider
Niggaz start to duck when [bad word] cuz I’m a ridah
So I suggest you get the 411 on the shack
We peelin caps to the front, then we peel em back
Approachin the wrong way, with no delay I blast your [bad word] Draw for the gat but the scoop is much faster
You can’t miss me with that, step in my path
I let the ak ripper cut that [bad word] in half
I dwells, I bells, in the lbc
The real menace to society
Packin up alrighty
flow, but watch the one I used to abuse this track
We in front of that [bad word] and you still can’t see the shack
So pack up your gear [bad word] and hide
(and pass the doja to the left hand side) [bad word] like that, it ain’t no love for no rat
I guess thats how we act when we chillin in the shack
 [bad word]  x2
This is the shack, this is how we act
Caps I peel, flex my steel

As you enter into the zone called the g funk (now relax)
Here a lie a war with the west (dove shack)
Kicks it is a know em
Rip em will be torn
Dip it as we flip it
Wicked with the warren g child
See styles, meanwhile freestyles have been rendered
I see the door of your mind, may I enter? 
I knock and I promise I wont hurt you
The definition of g funk is just something to like swerve
To something to smoke herb
To sunk we and we serve
Get with the dope herb
Take a tall kid beat the loccness
Lessons will be taught before caught in the shuffle
Flexin all the muscle, livin large is [bad [bad word] I’m simmons, I’m robin, like givin
I know you love this funky style
Out this world, make your head twirl
Hear the less, now play the squirrel as you earl on the track
Who am I bo roc from the dove shack
 [bad word]  x2
This is the shack, this is how we act
Caps I peel, flex my steel

Cuz you ain’t in the house, cuz you’s in the shack
Fire up the sack, this is how we act