Sorry I Kept You (Feat. Warren G)

What's happenin, shit I know somethin happenin

Cuz everything's moving

I know you're ready, so let the Twinz into your mind (peekaboo)

I caught you sleepin on the weather we be creepin

Through the backstreet droppin off sack of this G shit

(hold onto your horses cuz you get the same that she gets)

Nothing but a little, too much it'd be a simp

Livin next to PCH had my way like a pimp (say hoe)

So I trips with the skirts at night thankin god

For another day smokin on that weed to pass the time away

Nuthin to do but get high, make a hit

Urban life got me wantin to do some criminal shit

No job, so I'm loungin with my doggs and loccs

Playin space domino a dirty rick rack jokes

A familiar routine, no call so I'm stuck

Inside the P-A lookin bored as fuck

Tryin to get this rap shit flowin to a T with Warren G

Forever love for my homeys who looked after me

While I was down cuz hard times had a choke hold

Mashed like potatoes 24 but I stay strong

(Chorus) x2

Ain't nuthin wrong with gettin your hustle on all night long

Cuz you gotta survive to stay alive and uhh

(Times up, sorry I kept you)

This is what the loccs who sit back and rap to

Born and raised on the street California

But now it's MLK and you know I'm strictly on a

Crazy ass mission dippin low as I stack

And doin what I need to be doin to keep my pockets fat

Hittin corners in the gray Seville

Kinda deep wit my niggaz when it's time to chill

7:30 we in motion bouncin up the block

And you know it don't stop, won't stop, can't stop (can't stop)

A long way from servin Greyhound

But now it's on to the fullest with my niggaz and the pound

Cuz this is G-Funk, we funk with that passion

That LBC style watch the homey start mashin

And pressin up, the time is up so you know

That the Twinz are puttin it down on the real (really doe)

(Chorus) x2

Ain't nuthin wrong with gettin your hustle on all night long

Cuz you gotta survive to stay alive and uhh

(Times up, sorry I kept you)

This is what the loccs who sit back and rap to

The first day of the month I'm cashin in like Monopoly

(ain't no stoppin me), the click steady droppin

Them cuts that make you jump out yo seat

Wave your hands in the air and scream out Long Beach (Long Beach)

The G side we slide with the dope shit

(go get another hit), it's poppin like coochie shit

(its just a thang we do, cuz we got the flow

And if you didn't know now you niggaz know that umm)

(Chorus) x4

Ain't nuthin wrong with gettin your hustle on all night long

Cuz you gotta survive to stay alive and uhh

(Times up, sorry I kept you)

This is what the loccs who sit back and rap to