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[Featuring Warren G]
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G Child-
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Mr. President, hey, this is the G Child
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Spacekateers, I'm back baby yes I'm back
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And Mr. President you're not chillin in the house baby
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You're not chillin in the house
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Ya know why? huh? huh? Should I tell ya?
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You know why? Yeah.. cuz ya ya ya ya chillin in the shack beeyatch!
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(Chorus) x2
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This is the shack, this is how we act
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Caps I peel, flex my steel
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Its ya muthafuckin third letter of ya alphabet
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put Knight at the individ
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its a nigga you can't get with
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funky styles, I be showin niggaz
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I be blowin niggaz straight out they socks, because
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The Dove Shack is comin more twisted than dredlocks
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now plot on the shack if you wanna
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but if you get caught slipping
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we will be dippin
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down your block
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just to street sweep your spot, nigga
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but you can still follow along, grab ahold of my nut sack
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because I've got the doja
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oh I haven't told ya much love to my nigga Warren
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He's a G, hook me, now I'm gettin funky
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I'm chillin with my feet up on the table in the shack
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with my revolver, problem solver
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waitin for a nigga to fuck with this
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so I can let his ass know who he is
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(Chorus) x2
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This is the shack, this is how we act
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Caps I peel, flex my steel
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2 Scoops-
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Its the nigga 2 Scoops, the Long Beach Eastsider
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niggaz start to duck when I come cuz I'm a ridah
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so I suggest you get the 411 on the shack
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we peelin caps to the front, then we peel em back
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approachin the wrong way, with no delay I blast your ass
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draw for the gat but the Scoop is much faster
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you can't miss me with that, step in my path
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I let the AK ripper cut that ass in half
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I dwells, I bells, in the LBC
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the real menace to society
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packin up alrighty
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a flow, but watch the one I used to abuse this track
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we in front of that ass and you still can't see the shack
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so pack up your gear and run and hide
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(and pass the coochie to the left hand side)
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we comin like that, it ain't no love for no rat
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I guess thats how we act when we chillin in the shack
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(Chorus) x2
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This is the shack, this is how we act
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Caps I peel, flex my steel
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As you enter into the zone called the G Funk (now relax)
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here a lie a war with the west (Dove Shack)
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kicks it is a know em
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rip em will be torn
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dip it as we flip it
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wicked with the Warren G child
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see styles, meanwhile freestyles have been rendered
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I see the door of your mind, may I enter?
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I knock and I promise I wont hurt you
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the definition of G Funk is just something to like swerve
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to something to smoke herb
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to sunk we and we serve
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get with the dope herb
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take a tall kid beat the loccness
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lessons will be taught before caught in the shuffle
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flexin all the muscle, livin large is fuckin rustle
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I'm Simmons, I'm Robin, like givin
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I know you love this funky style
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out this world, make your head twirl
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hear the less, now play the squirrel as you earl on the track
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who am I Bo Roc from The Dove Shack
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(Chorus) x2
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This is the shack, this is how we act
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Caps I peel, flex my steel
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Cuz you ain't in the house, cuz you's in the shack
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fire up the sack, this is how we act
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This Is The Shack
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The Dove Shack |