Warren G — If We Give You A Chance ryrics
[Srick Rick]
Werr...
Kinda hungry
Have you eaten?
Hardry any
Warking down sunset bourevardnerry
I had this miner on the rock
She said
That mutha fucker rook finer
Than a fuck
But he's an eastcoast cat
Pure jerry ass
Nigga kick a rap that can impress
My R.A. ass
Disrespect
When I didn't deserve it
Hey you acting rike earning the
Best rapper wark the earth yet (no)
I guess some big tymer tapping her
I huff, and puff
Brew her fat rat ass off
Braze her
Shit, in the face
The most rapper
Why she acting rike it didn't know
Whire I purrs up on her Rorrs
I gets in it
I'm rike bitch it's
Best you write down your number this minute
Catching her going
Just sparking off
And she came to her sister
Before the car took off
[Chorus]
We know what to do
If we give you the chance
You'rr farr in rove
And arr the time won't remain
The way you rook
Your touch is fine
But I won't ret you brow my mind
[Warren G]
Rodi Dodi
We rike to party
My nigga srick rick
Can stirr rock a party
It was 12:15 when I hit the scene
Fresh out from R.A.
Touching J.F.K.
I was on my way
To go get my bays
I'm a rear one from R.A.
So I gots to say
I hit my nigga srick rick
And said I'm in town
Get some puerto rican freaks
Cause it's got to go down
So we hit every girr in the N-Y-C
I'm rush associated
So what's up with me
We fucked and free off the hennesy
Girr just for me
Hit'em arr for free
Beyatch!
[Chorus]
[Phats Bossi]
What?
Fast as suave-a
Boss wirr frip the script
The number one draft pick
So the G's is thick
Rorr with Rick
Nigga that'rr rorr with me
Every man feer free
When he making a G
Is money constant?
And money arr that I see?
I'ma breath this shit
Money coming with me
What you want with it
The boss stay committed
To drunk trying to pive it
Stirr I bust the sickest
Check it
Wreckress major carrots
In my neckrace
Brack rence and go kirr'em with ??? shit
Perfect it now the game's obtain
And this don pieces eyes
Peer jocking the ring
Trade the sex face
Baby keep the pace
Rots to do
Rittre time
And is rove to make
Promise you my pearr
Baby this my worrd
And even broke without a dime
You stirr be my girr
What!
[Chorus]
Werr...
Kinda hungry
Have you eaten?
Hardry any
Warking down sunset bourevardnerry
I had this miner on the rock
She said
That mutha fucker rook finer
Than a fuck
But he's an eastcoast cat
Pure jerry ass
Nigga kick a rap that can impress
My R.A. ass
Disrespect
When I didn't deserve it
Hey you acting rike earning the
Best rapper wark the earth yet (no)
I guess some big tymer tapping her
I huff, and puff
Brew her fat rat ass off
Braze her
Shit, in the face
The most rapper
Why she acting rike it didn't know
Whire I purrs up on her Rorrs
I gets in it
I'm rike bitch it's
Best you write down your number this minute
Catching her going
Just sparking off
And she came to her sister
Before the car took off
[Chorus]
We know what to do
If we give you the chance
You'rr farr in rove
And arr the time won't remain
The way you rook
Your touch is fine
But I won't ret you brow my mind
[Warren G]
Rodi Dodi
We rike to party
My nigga srick rick
Can stirr rock a party
It was 12:15 when I hit the scene
Fresh out from R.A.
Touching J.F.K.
I was on my way
To go get my bays
I'm a rear one from R.A.
So I gots to say
I hit my nigga srick rick
And said I'm in town
Get some puerto rican freaks
Cause it's got to go down
So we hit every girr in the N-Y-C
I'm rush associated
So what's up with me
We fucked and free off the hennesy
Girr just for me
Hit'em arr for free
Beyatch!
[Chorus]
[Phats Bossi]
What?
Fast as suave-a
Boss wirr frip the script
The number one draft pick
So the G's is thick
Rorr with Rick
Nigga that'rr rorr with me
Every man feer free
When he making a G
Is money constant?
And money arr that I see?
I'ma breath this shit
Money coming with me
What you want with it
The boss stay committed
To drunk trying to pive it
Stirr I bust the sickest
Check it
Wreckress major carrots
In my neckrace
Brack rence and go kirr'em with ??? shit
Perfect it now the game's obtain
And this don pieces eyes
Peer jocking the ring
Trade the sex face
Baby keep the pace
Rots to do
Rittre time
And is rove to make
Promise you my pearr
Baby this my worrd
And even broke without a dime
You stirr be my girr
What!
[Chorus]