Warren G - Do you see - old school remix / mix lyrics

The blues has always been totally american As american as apple pie As american as the blues As american as apple pie The question is why? Why should he blues be so at home here? Well, america provided the atmosphere You don't see what i see, every day as warren g I take a look over my shoulder, as i get older Gettin tired of mothaf**as sayin' "warren i told ya" (you don't hear what i hear) But it's so hard to live through these years With these funny-bunny n***as, ain't sh** changin Got my mama wonderin if i'm gang-bangin But i don't pay attention to these father figures I just handle mine, and i'm rollin with my n***as Off to the vip, you see, snoop dogg and warren g Unbelievable how time just flies Right before your eyes, but you don't recognize Now who's the real victim, can you answer that? The n***a that's jackin, or the fool gettin' jacked (yeah) () You don't see what i see, every day as warren g You don't hear what i hear But it's so hard to live through these years You don't see what i see, every day as warren g You don't hear what i hear But it's so hard to live through these years Another sunny day, another bright blue sky - Another day, another muthaf**a die These are the things i went through when i was growin up There's only one hood, and n***as sh** be throwin' up And i knew it, there really ain't nothin' to it Thinkin' every fool's gotta go through it Now let's go back - (how far?) back in time Draggin to these hookas tryin to mack for mine I remember when we all used to stop at the spot Back then my n***a-name was snoop rock (huh) It was all so clear Eighty-seven, eighty-eight, then eighty-nine's the year You say "everywhere we roll, you can say we roll thick" Way back then two-one-three was the click Somethin' to stay paid i was just a young hog Warren g, snoop rock and nate dogg () You don't see what i see, every day as warren g You don't hear what i hear But it's so hard to live through these years You don't see what i see, every day as warren g You don't hear what i hear But it's so hard to live through these years You make me wanna holler, get out the game Too many muthaf**as know my name While snoop dogg's servin' time up in wayside I puts it down on the street, don't try to take mine I had to rea**ure the homie that he wasn't alone We'd talk, and him n nate'd conversate on the phone He kept sayin, "n***a, it won't be long Before a little skinny n***a like me'll be home" I said, "snoop, things done change, it's not the same We need to get about the game Cuz we can get paid in a different way Wit you kickin' dope rhymes and i dj" Well as time goes past, slowly we try to make it But things are gettin hectic, i just can't take it Should i a: go back to slangin' dope? Or should i b: maintain and try to cope? Or should i c: just get crazy and wild? But no i chose d: create the g-child It's been on ever since with me and mista grimm This sh** is gettin so hectic that i can't even trust him Now What would you do for a warren g cut? Would you act the fool and nut the f** up? Back the f** up, act the f** up? n***as talk sh** they get smacked the f** up, straight up (then fade) You don't see what i see, every day as warren g You don't hear what i hear But it's so hard to live through these years You don't see what i see, every day as warren g You don't hear what i hear But it's so hard to live through these years