What we go through (promo version) lyrics

Artist  : Warren g 
Song : What we go through (promo version)
 
featuring  Tha Dogg Pound, Mr. Malik (Hershey
Locc), Badass

(Whats up Warren G?)
Whats happenin? I'm just chillin, you know
Checkin my game you dig, you know
Trippin off these fools around the situation, you
know its like that

[Mr. Malik]
I went from hustlin and slangin to bustin and
bangin
I got to keep it real, so fuck not cursin when
I'm sangin
now let me tell y'all about this shit, went down
the other nite
me and the doggs see some niggaz, just caught up
in tha hype
tryin to ride and get by like tha FBI
cause we know bout them hk's, they right outside
but we never knew y'all had a clue bout what we
go through
so tell how the fuck could you speak on my crew

[Badass]
I went from dirt to large work like boatloads of
keys
It's hard work and it hurts to live life on ya
knees
so God please have a lil mercy on my soul
What my eyes see my mind think my hand should
hold
The outcome of these actions warm hearts turn
cold
Lil snake tryin to blast me wit the gun he stole
We hang out, banged out, same route as the day
before
Blessed wit perception, but don't know how my
days a go
Could see my nigga hittin wit some pay, a few
days ago

[Daz]
Now we back in the mix with some more clips and
paper though
I can't do nothing but enjoy myself
gotta do it myself, got a gang of wealth
its bloodclottin muthafuckaz seem like they want
it all
but they can't, trying to fake on me and my doggs
if I fall I fail, gotta retrace my trail
cross C's to clock G's I bell with bell
I keep the throw downs for mine
Warren G, Dogg Pound clockin the doves and come
serve your whole fuckin hood with some bud and
rhymes

[Kurupt]
Plus you niggaz dont mash like mine, throw em 17
times
 
money like a muthafucka, homey give me mines
paid, I come stomping like a parade, the
escapades
psychoatic analysis, as I consume, always cartin
the mushrooms
with clear sight, the daylight's like the night
a closet full of Franklins, a G's paradise
a nice 40 ounce a O.E. on ice
precise poetic performing nice on mics

[Warren G]
Well I flew from the East to the West
Word on the street, niggaz wanna test
But these MC's, is scared to buck
Plus they talk too much and smoke too many blunts

You fuckin rookies
Sweet as Mr. Smith's cookies
Ya hate me one minute and tha next ya wanna buck
me
He sent a hoe, in the back seat of my fo'
While ya Goin Back To Cali, watch how you flow
Now ya know, about this Warren G Era
G-Funk terror, look into tha mirror
And what you see is the don of the company, that
nigga
(Warren G, Warren, Warren, Warren's to tha G)
You still see, what I see
All of the homies in the LB
Sittin back, and we makin the cash
Warren G, Kurupt, Hershey, Daz and Badass

(Chorus) x2
And we never knew you had clue of what we go
through
So how in tha fuck could y'all speak of our crew
Ya thought this, ya thought that, we thought
y'all should laid back
Yeah it's like that,for me it's like that

Sittin back,and we makin the cash
It's Warren G, Kurupt, Hershey, Daz and Badass
Sittin back,and we makin the cash
It's Warren G, Kurupt, Hershey, Daz and Badass

Thats right
Ya know what I'm sayin Warren G
with my homeboys from the pound Daz Dillinger,
Kurupt the Kingpin
and the homey Malik, ya know what I'm sayin and
Mr. Badass 
and thats how we doin it fool, yeah
we ain't bangin on wacks nigga, we doin it like
we should be fool, 
yeah