Party We Will Throw Now! - Warren G

Party We Will Throw Now!

Warren G

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Lyric

As I travel this lonely gangster road

Just me and my Negroes

We still got bomb hydro

We just double independent

And the night falls that's when young girls go home

Big girls put on small clothes

A party we will throw

A party we will throw now

Yeah, all I need is the chronic to keep me fit

A bad bitch, a project apartment and two pits

Red chucks, a red Bic to keep my kush lit

Thank god for what I get but never really needed shit

I'm a hustler nigga, that's how I got this red Bentley

Slay the competition and told them that Dre sent me

Walk through the smoke like, what up loc?

'Cause Warren got that bomb that kind that make me choke

We gonna twist up, eight for Nate blow the smoke through the clouds

In hopes that it reaches the pearly gates

Now, how many niggas wanna throw up a dub?

And be surrounded by the baddest bitches up in the club, yeah

It's the 'math Blood, sixes on the ave, cuz

Phantom got your girl pussy wetter than my bath tub

Fuck her all night, wake her up at six

Lil' mama grab your shit, get ghost

As I travel this lonely gangster road

Just me and my Negroes

We still got bomb hydro

We just double independent

And the night falls that's when young girls go home

Big girls put on small clothes

A party we will throw

A party we will throw now

Click-clack what up, zigzag run up

Knick-knack paddy whack, twisting up a fat sack

Tic-tac-toe up, I be in them streets like an intersection

I got connection, from every section

Critical, political, it's killer Cal'

Roll it up, now pass that shit around

My mental is cynical, original

Thinking you could see us

I'm like nigga how?

I'm in that diamond lane, I'm in that diamond chain

Glistenin', glowin', I'm sippin' liquor I'm blowin' zippers

My nigga, I'm on one, I'm twistin' the zone up

I'm sitting up low, my pistol shinin' my chrome up

My nigga Game got the gun load, one shot

Mix a nigga brain like some gumbo, uh, oh

All that tough talk nigga, what for?

Shut your scary ass up at the front door

As I travel this lonely gangster road

Just me and my Negroes

We still got bomb hydro

We just double independent

And the night falls that's when young girls go home

Big girls put on small clothes

A party we will throw

A party we will throw now

Could nobody diss my nigga, damn I miss my nigga

Pour out a little liquor, big Nate Dogg nigga 2-1-3

From the city by the sea, where the G's ride

Turn around, baby, let me listen to the b-side

Slap that, tap that, after that, east side

As I travel this road I see the street sign

Ready for whatever, Berettas, you know I keep mine

It's the L-B, C-P-T nigga we be

OG to BG, that's where the weed be

Killer (What?) Cali-forni-a

Eh, load the strap, hop into the six-trey

Snoop, what up loc? I'm headed to the East side

G ride, throwin' up everything but the peace sign

Gold Daytonas, gang bang persona

Nigga trip, I'ma pop the top off his Corolla

As I travel this lonely gangster road

Just me and my Negroes

We still got bomb hydro

We just double independent

And the night falls that's when young girls go home

Big girls put on small clothes

A party we will throw

A party we will throw now

- It's already the end -