Nate Dogg - Here Comes Another Hit lyrics

[Warren G] Waiting around a crew of thugs That parade in blue, and yelling cuz (whats up cuz) Ate by selling d** '38 snub in the waist, in case fools lose love These days still the same I concealed the flame, eyes k** with the pain So I advise y'all to chill with the games Entertain for the cheddar and the change So f** whoever, in the fame, forever remain Around my dogs, banging the pound, swanging the town How we choose, now I'm aggravated and a**ault is my next move Success means issues, so I guess it's time for me to disclude Handle mines, we use pistols G's move with the conscience When we disapprove of that nonsense Ex-cons with that gangsta gangsta gangsta sh** Here come another hit [Hook: Nate Dogg] I think it's time we do it, they said it couldn't be done Still we making paper, still we having fun I hope by now it's proven, Nate and Warren G Tightest combination, in the industry Here comes another one [Mista Grimm] I can see us smashing up the shore past laws thats lost 2000 Ucon Excel, duel exhaust TV screen, DVD, E-mail Pa**enger, bad female, what the hell Stash spot, with the hollow head shell n***as start trippin, I'm on the next tail Hands free, callin' up my n***a Warren G I pull strings, like Meyer Lansky Bulletproof, limo tint you can't see Mr. G rollin' up weed, afghany sensee Bad MC, Mike Fiend, you the know spinage Like winter green mint, talk sh** Sleep with the fish, you cement New residence, with no hesitance It gets tints on the floor Staple center chick, next to Denzel and Nicholsen Phil Jackson whistlin' [Hook] [Warren G] Mean mugs in the club, mean nothing to us In South scene, me and the team trying to f** us some s*uts Dying to f**, I chuck us when we step through Poppin' our collars, with our nephews Next to you, you got millionaires moving Hitting the dance floor, stealing their groovin' Doing they damn thing, and ain't worried about a damn thing But man, thats the celebrity ways Poppin' a litty got some rappers scared of these days Industry ways, thats how Hollywood pays Uh, top dollar when I dip my Impala In front of the club, make your woman wanna holla (holla) At a playa though, what's your dude yo I keep it gangsta, I ain't trying to be rude ho Oh, you know how that sh** go Or give when cats get fed off the four or fifths [Hook]