Warren G — Streets of LBC

{*gun shot*} [Hook] I saw paper dancing in the streets In the streets of a Long Beach City Listen to the beat My people stroke their feet on the funky concrete streets of... Streets of a Long Beach City [Warren G] Some niggas quick to get it confused This is where it's cracking at (wassup my man?) Big city of music, we more than half of that What happens after midnight goes unspoke of Cause broke niggas where I'm at, they don't show love And I done witnessed the concrete junglin Watch the nigga turn soft and leave humblin Since I was young, I hung out, hard knock Played my hand when they dealt my cards Now check it out, what's real is what's happenin Now this is what I deal with and where I live at Not too many of us make it To see the day that we able to make a statement The ways of the world has gone crazy Two things never change That's the music and what the rules of the game is Now everybody knows yo name It ain't no other place to turn But I yearn to get a hold on this street shit, I learnt it [Hook] I saw paper dancing in the streets In the streets of a Long Beach City Listen to the beat My people stroke their feet on the funky concrete streets of... Streets of a Long Beach City [Warren G] Take it back when I ain't had much A little bad nigga scrappin over bad much (gimme that fool) But I was born with a hunch for this shit My nigga did beats, still I hustled a bit Helpin my mother's ends meet It's hard, is God watchin? Non stop while the cops keep rollin by on my block I see paper dancin in the streets So what's the chance I can make the money work for me? But it hurts to see ya niggas doin dirt For a livin so I put in work with this gift I was given Now might I mention I been blessed by God And I'm down with anything to make life less hard No matter where you are, it can happen to anybody That's how it was where I came up and now I talk about it LBC, city of music G-funk you tell me, we do's it [Hook] I saw paper dancing in the streets In the streets of a Long Beach City Listen to the beat My people stroke their feet on the funky concrete streets of... Streets of a Long Beach City [Warren G] Is you forgettin 213? (Warren, Snoop and Nate) You must be trippin and forgot that it was me nigga Well check it out, you remember DRE If you ain't know, well listen here, that nigga's kin of me And I don't know, but maybe you can sense this Snoop and Nate, them niggas I been friends with And I'm a frontline soldier to the fullest (fullest) My punchline burns hotter than bullets (bullets) But the way I play this game Displays too many ways to get paid Now I ain't trippin of shit, not one of ya'll say (I ain't trippin) Cause ain't nothin like the spot I'm from, and not Too many niggas walk the block I'm from, it's 2-1 [Hook] I saw paper dancing in the streets In the streets of a Long Beach City Listen to the beat My people stroke their feet on the funky concrete streets of... Streets of a Long Beach City I saw paper dancing in the streets In the streets of a Long Beach City Listen to the beat My people stroke their feet on the funky concrete streets of... Streets of a Long Beach City