What We Gonna Do (Feat. Nate Dogg) - Guerilla Black, Nate Dogg

La la la la la la

Whooooooooo

From coast to coast

From sea to sea

From ghetto to ghetto, yeaaah

From street to street

La la la la la la la la From the 310, 323's, 213's

You want me, you find me My mind be, unlike these MC’s

Compton is back, we ridin with long beach

Where the _________

Thats them call off them trunks?

Full of alcohol and the _______________

Sexier than j kwon on my side

Hope the pair of ______ for they life

Oh no, it ain’t no love blood

Got the raider b&e and some gloves cuz

_______ on the one ten

With the gun under the hood, ill run again

While they out smokin anf drankin all your liquor

Im on the grind and my rhymes are gettin slicker

While people think that this game gone last forever

My people throw me green pain in every letter

La la la la la la la la And thats whats im gonna do Im ____ in the sauce and la’s mosh pit

Where the blood flow just like a faucet

Oh shit, you gone got yourself in the situation

Better ask nate dogg about this gangster nation

Where the pussy smell musty like armpits

Hood talk is touchy, make niggas bear arms quick

And im just gone play my position

Like a general and do dirt down to the mineral

I got the method man like tikal

Get in the way and get your ass took out bitch

While they out smokin anf drankin all your liquor

Im on the grind and my rhymes are gettin slicker

While people think that this game gone last forever

My people throw me green pain in every letter

La la la la la la la la la

And thats whats im gonna do While they out spendin and layin with strange women

We out here stackin while they be straight fake pimpin

While they wheels turnin my mind is steady spinnin

Money been all on my mind since the beginning

La la la la la la la la la

And thats what im gonna do Yes you are my, my west empire

With my texas fires, your chest expires

Ill make niggas come up short like danny devito

Zap the caddy burnt on like a dorito

It couldn’t be laws in the hood they all get vetoed

Like god to turn on my ones with c notes

And we know you ain’t got that desert eagle

Like j said «no we dont believe you»

Its best not to portray somethin that your not

At the end somebody always get shot

While they out smokin anf drankin all your liquor

Im on the grind and my rhymes are gettin slicker

While people think that this game gone last forever

My people throw me green pain in every letter

La la la la la la la la And thats whats im gonna do While they out spendin and layin with strange women

We out here stackin while they be straight fake pimpin

While they wheels turnin my mind is steady spinnin

Money been all on my mind since the beginning

La la la la la la la la la

And thats what im gonna do Girls flip out when we hit the club

And get turned out when we leave the club

And scream and shout cause they want some lovin

Im gone give it to em, every one of em Girls flip out when we hit the club

And get turned out when we leave the club

And scream and shout cause they want some lovin

Im gone give it to em, every one of em La la la la la la la