Regulate - Warren G

Regulate

Warren G

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Song Introduction

Released in 1994, "Regulate" by Warren G featuring Nate Dogg is a landmark track in the G-Funk genre. The song tells a vivid story of street life, blending smooth melodies with compelling lyrics. "Regulate" achieved significant commercial success, reaching number two on the Billboard Hot 100 chart and becoming a staple in West Coast hip-hop. Its memorable hook and storytelling style have made it a timeless classic, widely regarded for its impact on the 90s rap scene and enduring popularity in popular culture.

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Lyric

Regulators

We regulate any stealin' of his property

We're damn good too

But you can't be any geek off the street

You gotta be handy with the steel, if you know what I mean

Earn your keep

Regulators, mount up!

It was a clear black night, a clear white moon

Warren G was on the streets tryin' to consume

Some skirts for the eve so I can get some funk

Rollin' in my ride, chillin' all alone

Just hit the east side of the LBC

On a mission tryna find Mr. Warren G

Seen a car full of girls, ain't no need to tweak

All you skirts know what's up with 213

So, I hooks a left on 21 and Lewis

Some brothers shootin' dice, so I said "Let's do this!"

I jumped out the ride and said "What's up?"

Some brothers pulled some gats, so I said "I'm stuck!"

Since these girls peepin' me I'ma glide and swerve

These hookers lookin' so hard they straight hit the curb

Onto bigger, better things than some horny tricks

I see my homie and some suckas all in his mix

I'm gettin' jacked, I'm breakin' myself

I can't believe they takin' Warren's wealth

They took my rings, they took my Rolex

I looked at the brothers, said "Damn, what's next?"

They got my homie hemmed up and they all around

Can't none of them see him if they goin' straight pound-for-pound

They wanna come up real quick before they start to clown

I best pull out my strap and lay them bustas down

They got guns to my head, I think I'm goin' down

I can't believe it's happenin' in my own town

If I had wings I would fly, let me contemplate

I glanced in the cut and I see my homie Nate

16 in the clip and one in the hole

Nate Dogg is about to make some bodies turn cold

Now they droppin' and yellin', it's a tad bit late

Nate Dogg and Warren G had to regulate

I laid all them bustas down, I let my gat explode

Now I'm switchin' my mind back into freak mode

If you want skirts, sit back and observe

I just left a gang of hoes over there on the curb

Now, Nate got the freaks and that's a known fact

Before I got jacked I was on the same track

Back up, back up, 'cause it's on

N-A-T-E and me, the Warren to the G

Just like I thought, they were in the same spot

In need of some desperate help

But Nate Dogg and the G child

Were in need of somethin' else

One of them dames was sexy as hell

I said, "Ooh, I like your size!"

She said, "My car's broke down and you seem real nice

Would you let me ride?"

I got a car full of girls and it's goin' real swell

The next stop is the Eastside Motel

I'm tweaking into a whole new era

G-funk, step to this, I dare ya

Funk on a whole new level

The rhythm is the bass and the bass is the treble

Chords, strings, we brings melody, G-funk

Where rhythm is life and life is rhythm

If you know like I know, you don't wanna step to this

It's the G-funk era, funked out with a gangsta twist

If you smoke like I smoke, then you're high like every day

And if yo' ass is a busta, 213 will regulate

- It's already the end -