Warren G - I Want It All Lyrics
[tikki diamond]Restless, hahaThe east coast (y'all know where i'm comin from)I want it all, warren g man(t) tikki diamond, (nigga d), don't forget, haaaCheck it out y'allCall me tikki diamond 2000, i'm the futureI'm the voice that'cha need to get used taI want it all, y'all probably know by nowI want the world, y'all probably know by nowHere's my life, look at the three in front itBentley, me and warren g in front itBougy nigga, i call lunch "brunch"Old school, i call punks "chumps"What's life without the best of it?What's a half a ki if you ain't got the rest of it? feel meIt's just the ways of the pros, the nay's and the no'sIf y'all wanna see me, wear shades at my showsYou get g's like a fool, killa bees like the wuI ain't satisfied til i squeeze somethin newI want it with no miles, brand new smellPut my life on wax, you'll be like "damn it do sell"[warren g]Well aah, i want it all, i'm destined to ball (ball)With plaques on the wall (wall), got somethin for all y'all>from ounces to quarters, and quarters to ki'sSo when you come to the town you're watched over by gzThe head honcho, buckin fools like a broncoC-e-o, shootin cilo, ten be-lowA true vet on the worldwide setY'all don't know about them m-16's with bayonettesChorus: warren gI want it all, money, fast cars, diamond ringsGold chains and champagne, shot every damn thingI want it all, houses, expensesMy own business, a truck, hmm, and a couple of benz'sI want it all, brand new socks and drawersAnd i'm ballin everytime i stop and talk to y'allI want it all, all, all, allI want it all, all, all, all, all[memphis bleek]YeahYo, niggas eyeball my ho cos i'm sunk in the seatGettin bent, but shit i deserve to eatI hit the blunt for my bad broadsHit a shot from the 4's for my dead dogs, pull offLike, ***** the world, i don't owe y'all nuttinIf i do, take it in blood, the memph don't frontI pump, for the goods, nice house in the woodsBut i'm from the projects, it don't look that goodI gotta pissy elevator (and) a dog staircase (and)Tre-8 and crack, wan' ***** with that?I got beef with the d's for the way i rock my jeansStand on the corner with blunts and coronasCouple of birds, and i'm tryin to hustle for birdsThrowin dice on the curb, twistin up this herbI want money the fast way, the crack stash wayGat blast way, the last laugh way mother*****erChorus[drag-on]Aiyo, listen up faggots, my bullets gon' do more than nip youIt's gon' place you in sometin black where they gotta zip youRain wash away the chalk, and according to who you areWhile you're snorin in the morgue, you'll get a drawing on the wallYou can't see me so don't look, i pop off cops like moon shookShells will fill you up like home cookForget about the book, ain't no recipe when y'all step to meIt's only one way up and that's if y'all don't pay upY'all pays forth, them days is upYou're lucky if you'll be able toWalk straight enough cos i'm done with beefinLike a bad stomach but i puts the runs in these niggasCos i was raised, if a nigga ass cheeks make him an athleteSome niggas say i'm spoiled, nigga how's that?I ain't got no mom and no dad, i ain't know where the ***** my house is atAll i knew is where them ounces at and what i'm countin backOr if a knot come up short, who i got a pow forChorus (x2)
