Reality (Explicit Album Version)

Chorus I don't know why they mad at me They can't catch me but still they after me When we deal face to face, its a tragedy You ask why I got my gun they might blast at me Real niggas, real shit, reality Who gives a fuck if you niggas is mad at me Fuck around with Warren G its a tragedy Real niggas, real shit, reality Verse 1 Warren G top dog Patrollin' the beach Niggas say they as hard as bitch But they're as soft as a peach Claiming the G of all G's Please I come blowin' through like the breeze Sittin' on threes Post it Coastin' mashing down Pacific Coastin' The bomb chrome rims black on black Yukon With nuts hangin' from the city Where the bangers be banging It don't seem like shit is changing I holla'd at the homey the other day G'ded up at the park sippin alize One of the homies took a beating So now we spend at being a gang Of checking at the meetin' like cycles repeatin' It's just another sunset fall in sea I can hear the homies in the past callin' me And you know what I discovered What they keep saying Keep your mind on your money Muthafucker's and shake busters Chorus I don't know why they mad at me They can't catch me but still they after me When we deal face to face, its a tragedy You ask why I got my gun they might blast at me Real niggas, real shit, reality Who gives a fuck if you niggas is mad at me Fuck around with Warren G its a tragedy Real niggas, real shit, reality Verse 2 Have you ever sold millions But yet you niggas persist to talk shit Get off my dick You never catch me slipping Rollin' with the heat Slap the clip in I never thought the world would start trippin' My life is a trip, though Hit the crip though Blow the whistle They think I banged So I packed a pistol Warren to tha G is a G I don't fuck with you nigga So don't fuck with me Let's ride to the east side Slide like a fo I packs a fo-fo When I'm steppin' out doors To the bang to the boogy If I speak then I spoke Warren G do it every time to you Locc Get the party beat like blaze and smoke The east side and the beach West side of the coast You know the niggas that I ride with Hogs, attack dogs The same niggas I'm down to die with muthafucka Chorus I don't know why they mad at me They can't catch me but still they after me When we deal face to face, its a tragedy You ask why I got my gun they might blast at me Real niggas, real shit, reality Who gives a fuck if you niggas is mad at me Fuck around with Warren G its a tragedy Real niggas, real shit, reality Verse 3 Who's the man I've been from London to Japan Stomp land to land To the Egyptian sands You can't check me Dis-respect me Or mop me up With the base bumpin' out my truck And all these police trying to lock me up Money rules the world And I made the loot So don't make me shoot Cuz trying to mash Will get you done every time I ain't trying to hurt nobody But I'm down for mine Chorus x2 I don't know why they mad at me They can't catch me but still they after me When we deal face to face, its a tragedy You ask why I got my gun they might blast at me Real niggas, real shit, reality Who gives a fuck if you niggas is mad at me Fuck around with Warren G its a tragedy Real niggas, real shit, reality