I Want It All

featuring Mack 10 What's up? This Warren G chillin' with the home boy Mack 10 We gon' lay a lil' sumpin' down for y'all Let y'all know what time it is Show you how we keepin' it real wit' it You know, 'cause this world is built on material thangs But we ain't trippin' off that We want y'all to know this, check it I want it all; money, fast cars Diamond rings, gold chains and champagne Shit, everydamn thing I want it all; houses, expenses My own business, a truck, hmm, and a couple o' Benz's I want it all; brand new socks and draws And I'm bawlin everytime I stop and talk to y'all I want it all, all, all, all I want it all, all, all, all, all They say, 'There go Warren G with that envious stare' I love this game too much, I wish these haters wasn't here It's a shame, we came too far to turn back It's a cold world, it gets so hard, you learned that Won't fall tryin' to walk from crawl Tryin' to hustle up from broke to ballin' And, yeah, y'all in effect that's all me The jiggy G-Z, all my niggas that keep it real and do it easy Believe me, young nigga, fat meat is greasy And shit stink, so if you plan a lick and hit a bank And get away, or get gaffled the very next day Don't cry, hold your head up high And remember what you told yourself I said remember what you told yourself I said remember what you told yourself I said remember what you told yourself Ha ha I want it all, so I got to wake up and ball And thanks to y'all, I got plaques on the wall Mack 10 laced with the know how to paper chase Crushed ice, throw my Rollie face in the platinum fan base >From net workin' and hustlin', no doubt, I got slout And live the lifestyle that Robin Leech talkin' about Slow down, player, don't hate 'cause you can't relate The Bentley Coupes and kickin' gears on Harley's with the straights I got more lime light than Vegas on cable Willing enable to shoot, seen nervios at the craps table And while you can't get off the ground, I'm getting high Fuckin' fly and fly, with desire to build an empire I strapped up and took flight like a missile Told them loud and clear as a whistle 'Hoo Bangin' is official' Handing out gold medallions at roll-call I'ma ball and never fall 'cause Mack 10 want it all I want it all, so I got to wake up and ball And thanks to y'all, I got plaques on the wall Mack 10 laced with the know how to paper chase Crushed ice, throw my Rollie face in the platinum fan base >From net workin' and hustlin', no doubt, I got slout And live the lifestyle that Robin Leech talkin' about Slow down, player, don't hate 'cause you can't relate The Bentley Coupes and kickin' gears on Harley's with the straights I got more lime light than Vegas on cable Willing enable to shoot, seen nervios at the craps table And while you can't get off the ground, I'm getting high Fuckin' fly and fly, with desire to build an empire I strapped up and took flight like a missile Told them loud and clear as a whistle 'Hoo Bangin' is official' Handing out gold medallions at roll-call I'ma ball and never fall 'cause Mack 10 want it all Me and 10 get paid escapade to the spot We hots like rocks served on hot blocks I notice money make the world circulate So we gon' stack and stack and take a sip in ?Perkle Lake? Bump, let the woofers sub (sub), show the homies love (love) Warren to the G (G), and Little G-Dub (Dub) Surface on the low, slide or don't slide at all Ride or don't ride at all Ha ha Warren, I couldn't be more serious about my 'fetti I stay tight on the mic and keep the pen movin' steady I want it all, dawg, and it might be greed I hate to trip, but I got two little mouths to feed They don't know nuttin' about no excuses and disrespect Or somebody bein' zig with they Daddy's royalty check And at that point, I'm through talkin', dawg, enough said So, if you owe Mack money, then I suggest you break bread I want it all, so I got to wake up and ball And thanks to y'all, I got plaques on the wall Mack 10 laced with the know how to paper chase Crushed ice, throw my Rollie face in the platinum fan base >From net workin' and hustlin', no doubt, I got slout And live the lifestyle that Robin Leech talkin' about Slow down, player, don't hate 'cause you can't relate The Bentley Coupes and kickin' gears on Harley's with the straights I got more lime light than Vegas on cable Willing enable to shoot, seen nervios at the craps table And while you can't get off the ground, I'm getting high Fuckin' fly and fly, with desire to build an empire I strapped up and took flight like a missile Told them loud and clear as a whistle 'Hoo Bangin' is official' Handing out gold medallions at roll-call I'ma ball and never fall 'cause Mack 10 want it all Mack 10 What up? I know The paper's out there, ha ha Yeah, Warren G What up? You know The paper's out there, ha ha Yeah G Funk What up? You know The paper's out there, ha ha That's right What? Hoo Bangin' What up? We know The paper's out there, ha ha That's right, what? The whole world Paper's out there Speak on it Ha ha All the hood Paper's out there

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