Here Comes Another Hit (Album Version (Explicit))

Artist: Warren G f/ Mista Grimm, Nate Dogg Album: Return of the Regulator Song: Here Comes Another Hit [Warren G] Waiting around a crew of thugs That parade in blue, and yelling cuz (whats up cuz) Ate by selling drugs '38 snub in the waist, in case fools lose love These days still the same I can steal the flame, eyes kill with the pain So I advise y'all to chill with the games Entertain for the cheddar and the change So fuck whoever, in the fame, forever a man Around my dogs, banging the pound, swanging the town How we choose, now I'm aggravated and assault 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 disaprove of that nonsense Ex-cons with that gangsta gangsta gangsta shit Here come another hit [Chorus: 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 Passenger, bad female, what the hell Stash spot, with the hollow head shell Niggas start trippin, I'm on the next tail Hands free, callin' up my nigga Warren G I pull strings, like Mya Landske Bulletproof, emotint you can't see Mr. G rollin' up weed, afghany sensee Bad MC, Mike Fiend, you the know spinage Like wintergreenmint, talk shit 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' [Chorus] [Warren G] Mean mugs in the club, mean nothing to us In South scene, me and the team trying to fuck us some sluts Dying to fuck, 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 hoe Oh, you know how that shit go Or give when cats get fed off the four or fifths [Chorus]