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  [warren g]
The place is here, the time is right
For the twinz and warren g to rip shit tonight, right

[trip locc]
Hold on tight to your seat
Comin from the city thats low, urban life near the beach peep
So come one, come all, fall into my smooth flow
Its the trip lo double c yo
The game is trump tight, ain’t no need for you to boo me
Cuz after it’s over, all you hoes goin wanna do me
Its part of the plan to get mine from the jump
G-dub hooked it up, so you know it’s gotta straight bump
A typical day on the eastside
A lot of gangstas buck mouths
And brothas slangin bean pies
But thats how it goes in the city where I was born
Familys mourn, niggaz slippin, never gettin born
So thats why you gotta stay alert,
Cuz everyday somebody’s out, they tryin to put in a little work
For the hood, or just on the solo
Walkin in long beach real late is a no no
But don’t let me scare you, you do what you gotta do
Respect is a must, checkin niggaz that try to check you

(chorus)
Y’alls niggaz betta recognize,
Focus your eyes cuz my homey’s high
Y’alls niggaz betta recognize,
E..e...e...e...eastside

[warren g]
Tick, tock, tickin to the era
Its warren g with the twinz funk era
N to the a to the t to the e
The s to the n to the double o p

[wayniac]
I’m a take you on a trip,
So keep the game I display mane
I run it to ya in a gangsta kinda way (hey)
Its all good when you dealin wit tha locc
Stilll blazed the smoke wit the homies and the kin-folk
And ain’t no nigga gonna be takin mine
I’m servin niggaz with a quicka picka up and on as a nine
So if you really wanna watch this trigga flow
Its kinda itchy but I know I shoulda pulled it a long time ago
Cuz I be connectin like dot to dot
So when it gets hot well I gotta shake the spot
And move to that other level see wayniac comin through in 94 lbc

(chorus)

[twinz]
Now you know the game and the games complete
(whys that? ) cuz the twinz are bringin nuthin but heat
And ya know you didn’t wanna see the cavi flow
(what kinda flow) the kinda flow that’ll make you slow ya roll (ahh)

[warren g]
So open your eyes and pay attention
Its two of my homies on a muthafuckin mission

[twinz]
And i, kicks up dust cuz it’s a must
And i, acts a fool cuz it’s my rule
So need we say more on this topic
Warren g droppped it
Put it in track and we locked it
Nigga did I rock it?
Nigga did I rock it?

[warren g]
It really doesn’t matter cuz it’s still only poppin

(chorus) x2




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