What's up negros and negrettes?
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It's your boy Warren G
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You know what I'm saying?
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Chillin' with the home boy Mack 10
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And we gon' lay a lil' sumpin' down for y'all
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Let y'all know what time it is
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Show you how we keepin' it real wit' it
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You know, cuz this world is built on material thangs
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But we ain't trippin' off that
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We want y'all to know this, check it
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(Chorus)
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I want it all; money, fast cars
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Diamond rings, gold chains and champagne
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Shit, everydamn thing
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I want it all; houses, expenses
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My own business, a truck, hmm, and a couple o' Benz's
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I want it all; brand new socks and drawls
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And I'm ballin everytime I stop and talk to y'all
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I want it all, all, all, all
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I want it all, all, all, all, all
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[Warren G]
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They say, 'There go Warren G with that envious stare'
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I love this game too much, I wish these haters wasn't here
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It's a shame, we came too far to turn back
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It's a cold world, it gets so hard, you learned that
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>From falling, tryin' to walk from crawl
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Tryin' to hustle up from broke to ballin'
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And, yeah, y'all in effect that's all me
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The jiggy G-Z, all my niggas that keep it real and do it easy
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Believe me, young nigga, fat meat is greasy
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And shit stank, so if you plot a lick and hit a bank
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And get away, or get gaffled, the very next day
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Don't cry, hold your head up high
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And remember what you told yourself, nigga
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I said remember what you told yourself, nigga
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I said remember what you told yourself, nigga
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I said remember what you told yourself, nigga
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(Chorus)
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[Mack 10]
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I want it all, so I got to wake up and ball
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And thanks to y'all, I got plaques on the wall
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Mack 10 laced with the know how to paper chase
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Crushed ice, throw my Rollie face in the platinum fan base
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>From net workin' and hustlin', no doubt, I got clout
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And live the lifestyle that Robin Leach talkin' about
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Slow down player, don't hate cuz you can't relate
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The Bently Coupes and kickin' gears on Harley's with the
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straights
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I got more lime light than Vegas on cable
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Will it enable to shoot C-Note "Yo's" at the crap table
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And while you can't get off the ground, I'm getting high
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A nigga fly and fly, with the desire to build an empire
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I strapped up and took flight like a missle
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Told them loud and clear as a whistle 'Hoo Bangin' is official'
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Handing out gold medallions at roll-call
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I'ma ball and never fall cuz Mack 10 want it all
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What
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(Chorus)
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[Warren G]
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Me and 10 get paid escapade to the spot
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We hot like rocks served on hot blocks
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I notice money make the world circulate
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So we gon' stack and stack and take a sip and perculate
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Bump, let the woofers sub (sub), show the homies love (love)
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Warren to the G (G), and Little G-Dub (Dub)
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Surface on the low, slide or don't slide at all
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Ride or don't ride at all
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[Mack 10]
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Warren, I couldn't be more serious about my 'fetti
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I stay tight on the mic and keep the pen movin' steady
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I want it all, dog, and it might be greed
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I hate to trip, but I got two little mouths to feed
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They don't know nuttin' about no excuses and disrespect
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Or somebody bein' jank with they Daddy's royalty check
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And at that point, I'm through talkin', dog, enough said
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So, if you owe Mack money, then I suggest you break bread
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I want it all
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(Chorus x3)
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[Warren G] [Mack 10]
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Mack 10 What up? I know
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The paper's out there, ha ha Yeah, Warren G
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What up? You know
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The paper's out there, ha ha Yeah
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G Funk What up? You know
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The paper's out there, ha ha That's right
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What? Hoo Bangin' What up? We know
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The paper's out there, ha ha That's right, what?
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The whole world
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Paper's out there Speak on it
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Ha ha
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Wrong: All the hood
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Right: All the hood rats What up? You know
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Intro (I Want It All )
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