Warren G - Friends lyrics

Artist: Warren G Album: Good Burger soundtrack Song: Friends Do you know where you goin to? Do you like the things Warren G has showed you... you Do you know where you goin to? Do you like the things Warren G has showed you...you G and Snoop, homeys from the jump and the get go Devoted and quoted back in 84 Growin up in the LBC Platinum city, where the big gamers be Involved in everythang from Pop Warner To whats poppin on every corner Find a skirt if you wanna Tryin to come up in this world Where everything is drama Beverly was like my mama W-A-double R-E-N Tryin to get in where I can fit in Catchin a bus with a homey I can trust 3 homeys from the hood straight kickin up dust Enjoyin my days and everythang is fine 15 years old Snoop d whoop on the grind Tryin to find ways to make it, dice shake it Young, havin fun, like me Snoop and Nate did Chorus We be havin fun, no one could do the things that we do We be havin fun, no one could do the things that we do I remember all the scams we been through, together Nobody does it better on which you do the weather The days we used to call first year playin get like me Gettin in fo of zines, I loved em Long Beach was the hometown And every spot that we rocked, you know we got down Outside at the club just spittin raps And every busta that ran up was gettin cracked Underground tapes used to be the claim to fame Long Beach Was A Mutha was a cla**ic mane Tellin tales about how we was strugglin And surrounded wit tha homeys that was all clubbin Tryin to make it in this music Quick fast, quick cash, and hittin on the quick dash We in this game to make hits And make everybody respect the G-Funk click Chorus We be havin fun, no one could do the things that we do We be havin fun, no one could do the things that we do We went from young G's To sellin million overseas Rollin Dees And makin money by the trees To k**er Bees, evading all enemies Catastrophies, young GFC's We made it now, livin good wit no ha**les But still a lot of problems dealin wit shady acts doe Its all a part of makin hits doe See our careers take off like a US missle Break out the crystal I spitted it, and now its g funked out, transmitted it So you can call it what you want We still goin bring the funk G's up put it down, and ya weed to float Chorus x3