Lyric And Ya Don t Stop

For 94, I m a just glide and swerve
hop up the streets with my heats so observe
its me Z the whee Z, the Warren to the G Z
the deuces and the treys as kickin it through E-Z
and the beach and the bottle where I m found
fuckin around with the muthafuckin Dogg Pound
fuck it, Warren s goin wild
the G Funk Era and the muthafuckin G Child
funk, melody, rhythm, base
he which is I is in the muthafuckin place
so let me get away, come again like this
I can turn into a murderer so please dont diss
cuz if you do, you know where I m from
rat tat tat tat diddy dum diddy dum

(Chorus)
And ya don t stop, and ya don t quit
And ya don t stop, and ya don t quit

Well let me grab my stick and shift to first
I m spittin plenty game on my second verse
well let me switch to second just for the rough ride
L-O-N-G-B-E-A-C-H Eastside
Where the grass is greener, at some times
and I dont do shit but drop funky rhymes
now I m in neutral, shifting to third
cuz what you hear is what you heard, nigga
from the G-Funk, G-Funk, cuz we funk, we funk
and if you step muthafucka you get stomped
like 1, 2, 3 I m shiftin to the fo
but you dont hear me doe

(Chorus)

I said humpty dumpty sat on the wall
I guess its time for me to sum it up for all
G Funk, G Child, gangsta groove, locc
past tense it s the Indo smoke
choke, off the shit that I m doin
I m droppin this shit for you and you and you and
cuz its me, the Warren to the G
comin in 1994 you see
the LBC and thats my locale
check it out check it out check it out now

(Chorus)

You know what I m sayin, Warren motherfuckin G beeyatch
You know what I m sayin, it s 94 that s how we doin it
Ain t nuthin but a Long Beach thang doe big baby, hey
G-Funk, where rhythm is life and life is rhythm
Check me out doe, beeyatch