Too Dope Beat (Instrumental) - Trap Beats Pandits

Dope Beat" I need a dope beat, a dope beat Just holler at your boy named Warren G(I wanna) A dope beat(with my), a dope beat Just holler at your boy named Warren G Y'all know me, the G from the 213 LBC, Regulatin, skatin' on all them Dayton's Bankin' back on them singles With the Henney's and the Jimmy's Like I'm all tall, short, and like dark, thick and skinny I'm a ladies' man, Mercedes and Proper ice, livin' nice, as far as gravy stands Ain't nuttin' changed, me and Snoop's still the same Plus Nate droppin' weight with the classic thang Now I remember way back, at the bachelor set Slip my brother, Dre, Snoopa tape it, put it in the deck The party started bangin' and they both shook hands And made it legitimate for the G-Funk Fans Now after that, they hit the top when The Chronic dropped Remember 187 on the motherfuckin' cop(I wanna) It's Still A G Thang (with my), where we hang and claim East Side 'til I die, or I rise to fame I need a dope beat, a dope beat Just holler at your boy named Warren G(I wanna) A dope beat(with my), a dope beat Just holler at your boy named Warren G I got my own style, I got my own pal If you don't know now, then nigga, you better slow down Spendin bills, bendin' wheels, people think I steal Puttin' cameras in my grill everywhere I chill Kick back, I spit facts, and twist our tracks Drank gin with The Twinz, see a bitch I mack Cuz if I ain't in the studio, I'm deep in the hood Anyway gettin' paid like Warren should Dre teachin' me to work a beat, now I'm bangin' And I been with platinum, now my album slangin' (I wanna) Hangin' with my G's (with my) from the LBC With the homies that I know will put it down for me Well known, keep my chrome, and I hold my own But I'd rather roll and flow and be holdin' the shows With the G-Funk Family earnin' a Grammy You can't see what I see, and don't understand me I need a dope beat, a dope beat Just holler at your boy named Warren G(I wanna) A dope beat(with my), a dope beat Just holler at your boy named Warren G I'm on my way to the studio, beatin and thumpin Scoop D from Long Beach got some heat from Compton Hit the Eastside manages to see whats crackin Got some MGD, just watching for jackin Its a hard knock life, ya heard Jay-Z featuring Annie No Limit like Snoop, thats when the grammy Hit the Beach in the Long gray and black caddy Reminiscing on my great escapes through the alley Damn I done grew up and things done changed Just shakin my head, trippin off the game Its so much you gotta do to keep it real out here But ain't nothing guaranteed cuz ain't nothing goin' give I need a dope beat, a dope beat Just holler at your boy named Warren G A dope beat, a dope beat Just holler at your boy named Warren G Lyrics by Leo G