If We Give You a Chance
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Niggas didn't think I was gon' come with this fast shit
You know what I'm sayin'? Uh
But, throw 'em up y'all
But, but, but, you know
Yeah, this Warren G
You know what I'm sayin'? Puttin' it down
Gettin' ready to put it down like that
To let y'all know, this ain't no bullshit here, you know
So uh, I'ma go 'head
Lay this motherfucker down for y'all
And y'all keep y'all hands in the air, throw it up
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Check it, check it
Well, kinda hungry (Have you eaten?)
Pardon me
Walkin' down Sunset Boulevard in L.A. (Uh-huh)
I had this minor on the lot
She said, "That motherfucker look finer than a fly
But he's some East Coast cat, pure jelly ass
Nigga kick a rap that can impress my L.A. ass"
Disrespect when I didn't deserve it, yo
Actin' like I ain't the best rapper walked Earth yet (Yo)
I guess some big timer tappin' her
I huffed, puffed, blew a fat rap at her
Blazer, shit in her face
A most rapper, why she actin' like it didn't amaze her? (Mm-hmm)
While the rules up in the Rolls, I gets in it
I'm like, "Bitch, you best write down your number this minute"
Catch the bomb, since love sparkin' off in her
She came to her sense before the car took off, pick up
We know what to do if we get the chance
You'll fall in love and all the time want romance
The way you look, your touch is fine
But I won't let you blow my mind
La-di-da-di, we like to party
My nigga Slick Rick can still rock a party
It was 12:15 when I hit the scene
Fresh out from L.A., touchin' JFK
I was on my way to go get my bags
I'm a real one from L.A., so I gots to sack
I hit my nigga Slick Rick and said, "I'm in town
Get some Puerto Rican freaks 'cause it's got to go down"
So we hit every girl in the NYC
I'm Russ associated, so what's up with me?
We fuck and flee off the Hennessy
Girl, just for me, hit 'em all for free, B-axe
We know what to do if we get the chance
You'll fall in love and all the time want romance
The way you look, your touch is fine
But I won't let you blow my mind
What? Fast as Suave, boss'll flip the script
The number one draft pick so the cheese is thick
Roll with Rick, nigga that'll roll with me
Every man feel free when he makin' a G
It's money constant and money all that I see
I'm a breed of shit, money comin' with me
What you want with it? The boss stay committed
Too drunk tryin' to pivot, still I bust the sickest
Check it, reckless, major carats in my necklace
Black Lex and cold killer with baguette shit
Perfected, now the game's obtained
In this dime piece's eyes, feel jockin' her brains
Trade a sex face, baby keep the pace
Lots to do, little time and it's love to make
Promise you my pearl, baby this my world
And even broke without a dime, you'd still be my girl, what?
We know what to do if we get the chance
You'll fall in love and all the time want romance
The way you look, your touch is fine
But I won't let you blow my mind
Ooh-ooh-ooh
Ooh-ooh-ooh
Ooh-ooh-ooh
Ooh-ooh-ooh
I may be
Puttin' it down with Warren G
I may be
Puttin' it down with Warren G