[Hook: Nate Dogg]
As I travel this lonely gangster road
Just me and my negroes
We still got bomb hydro
We just double independent
And the night falls that’s when young girls go home
Big girls put on small clothes
party we will throw
party we will throw now

[Verse 1: The Game]
All I need is the chronic to keep me fit
bad [bad word]  a project apartment and 2 pits
Red chucks, a red bic to keep my kush lit
Thank god for what I get but never really needed [bad word] I’m a hustler [bad word]  that’s how I got this red Bentley
Slay [bad word] and told them that Dre sent me
Walk through the smoke like what up loc
Cause one always got that bomb [bad word] that make me choke
We gonna twist up 8 for Nate blow the smoke through the clouds
In hopes that it reaches the pearly gates
Now, how many niggas wanna throw up a dub
And be surrounded by the baddest [bad word] up in the club yeah
It’s the math blood, sixes on the ave cuz
Phantom got your girl [bad word] wetter than my bath tub [bad word] her all night, wake her up at 6
Lil mama grab your [bad word]  get ghost

[Hook]

[Verse 2: Warren G]
Click clack what up, zig [bad word] up
Nic nac paddie whack, twisting up a fat sack
Tic tac toe up, I be in them streets like an intersection
I got connection, from every section
Critical, political, it’s killer Cal’
Roll it up, now pass that [bad word] around
My mental is cynical, original
Thinking you could see us
I’m like [bad word] how?
I’m in that diamond lane, I’m in that diamond chain
Glissing and glowing, I’m sipping liquor I’m blowing zippers my [bad word] I’m on one
I’m pushing the zone up, I’m sitting up, my pistol shining my chrome up
My [bad word] Game got the gun load
One shot mix a [bad word] brain like some gumbo, uh, oh
All that tough talk [bad word]  what for?
Shut your scary [bad word] up at the front door

[Hook]

[Warren G]
Couldn't nobody diss my [bad word]  [bad word] I miss my [bad word] Pour out a little liquor, big Nate Dogg [bad word] 213
From the city by the sea, where them G’s ride
Turn around baby let me listen to the b-side
Slap that, tap that, after that, east side
As I travel this road I see the street sign
Ready for whatever, Beretta's you know I keep mine

[The Game]
It's the L-B, C-P-T [bad word] we be, OG to BG, that’s where the weed be
Killer (what?) Cali-forni-a, eh
Load the strap, hop into the six trey Snoop, what up loc
I’m headed to the east side, ride throwing up everything but the peace sign
Gold Daytonas, gangbang persona [bad word] trip, I’ma pop the top off his Corolla

[Hook]