[Intro: Warren G]
Regulators (Thanks for the gift, E)
We regulate any stealin' of his property
We're damn good too (Oh, Lord, Jetson made another one)
Ayy

[Verse 1: Warren G]
Cords, strings, don't say too much and don't sing
Even if it means time in the bing
And come back home, feeling like a king
I'ma keep it scorin', keep it G, keep it Warren
With a bad little foreign in a foreign, look like goin'
Look up at the scoreboard, you could see a n***a winnin'
Keep it to him, money pourin' from the floor to the ceiling
See rhythm is life and life is rhythm
I'm just making the best of this life I'm given
But I'm still here and it's a whole new era
G-Funk, step to this and I'll bury ya

[Chorus: Icewear Vezzo]
They say, "Ice done hit the city, so it's dry on all the cut"
Deportin' n***as' plugs, why the prices goin' up
See n***as turn religious, mean indictments comin' up
Stamp a Nike on the bricks, hit like Tyson when he punch
The streets ain't the same, n***as police, in they feelings
The only reason n***as havin' motion 'cause I'm chilling
Shit in every summer, drop the Ghost on twenty-sixes
Got the yola doin' digits, fill the Rover up with chickens
[Verse 2: Icewear Vezzo]
Cop the bag from LA, I got ties to the Locs
See the hate from afar, that's why I'm ridin' with the scope
My homie in the pen' fill his mind up with dope
He got a mandatory ten on a nine twenty-four
I can't even lie, I had respect for all the legends
I still got my pride, n***a, that's my biggest weapon
Just loyalty and morals, all that other shit is second
I've been gettin' money since the Lexus on Pirellis
Talkin' back when Thug copped a hundred 'bows of bud
Crazy Tim told Frank to get it back in blood
Right now, I'm full again, but lil' Jerry's on mud
Ran out of ham, stuffed a twenty-dollar bag full of corns
I really live the shit these n***as rappin' in they music
Was trappin' in the booth, these n***as cappin' and they goofies
Silly-ass n***as, n***as actually be Druskis
Caught a head tap while he was lackin' in the Uber

[Chorus: Icewear Vezzo]
They say, "Ice done hit the city, so it's dry on all the cut"
Deportin' n***as' plugs, why the prices goin' up
See n***as turn religious, mean indictments comin' up
Stamp a Nike on the bricks, hit like Tyson when he punch
The streets ain't the same, n***as police, in they feelings
The only reason n***as havin' motion 'cause I'm chilling
Shit in every summer, drop the Ghost on twenty-sixes
Got the yola doin' digits, fill the Rover up with chickens
[Outro: Warren G]
Cords, strings, don't say too much and don't sing
Even if it means time in the bing
And come back home, feeling like a king
See rhythm is life and life is rhythm
I'm just making the best of this life I'm given
But I'm still here and it's a whole new era
G-Funk, step to this and I'll bury ya