Prince Igor - 21Pac.com
[Verse 1: Warren G]
Warren G Top Dogg patrolling the beach
Niggas say they're hard as bricks but they're soft as a peach
Claiming the G of all G's, please
I come blowing through like the breeze
Sitting on the threes
Posted coast it and mash it down Pacific Coast
In the bomb chrome rims, black on black Yukon
With nuts hangin'
From the city, where the bangers be bangin'
It don't seem like has changed and
I hollered at a homey the other day
G'd up at the park, Sippin Alisay
One of the homies took a beatin'
So now we'll start to be a gang and checkin' at the meetin'
Like cycles repeatin'
It's just another sunset fall and see
I can hear the homies that pass calling me
And you know what I discover what they keep sayin'
Keep your mind and your money motherfuckers
And shake busters
[Chorus: Sissel]
Улетай на крыльях ветра
Ты в край родной, родная песня наша
Туда, где мы тебя свободно пели
Где было так привольно нам с тобою
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[Verse 2: Warren G]Have you ever sold millions?But yet you niggas persist to talk shitGet off my dickYa never catch me slippin'Rollin' with the heat slap the clip inI never thought the world would start trippin'My life's a trip though, hit the crypto, blow the whistleThey think I bang, so I pack a pistolWarren to the G is a GI don't fuck with you niggaSo don't fuck with me, let's rideTo the East Side, slide like a foI packs a fo-fo, when I'm steppin' out doorsTo the bang to the boogie, if I speak then I spokeWarren G you do it every time, till ya locGet the party lit like blazin' smokeThe East Side of the beach, West side of the coastYou know the niggas that arrive with hogsAttack dogs to say niggas are down to die with, motherfucker
[Chorus: Sissel]Улетай на крыльях ветраТы в край родной, родная песня нашаТуда, где мы тебя свободно пелиГде было так привольно нам с тобою
[Verse 3: Warren G]Who's the man, I've been from London to JapanStomp land to landTo the Egyptian sandsYou can't check me, disrespect me or mock me upWith the bass bumping out my truckAnd all these police tryin' to lock me upMoney rules the world, and I made the lootSo don't make me shoot'Cause trying to match'llGet you down every timeI ain't trying to hurt nobodyBut I'm down for mine, biatch
[Bridge: Warren G]Money over power, power over moneyMoney over power, power over moneyMoney over power, power over moneyMoney over power, power over moneyMoney over power, biatch, biatch
[Chorus: Sissel]Улетай на крыльях ветраТы в край родной, родная песня нашаТуда, где мы тебя свободно пелиГде было так привольно нам с тобоюУлетай на крыльях ветраТы в край родной, родная песня нашаТуда, где мы тебя свободно пелиГде было так привольно нам с тобою
