Regulate
Cold Chilling Collective Lyrics
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Warren G was on the streets, trying to consume
some skirts for the eve, so I can get some funk
just rollin in my ride, chillin all alone
Just hit the Eastside of the LBC
on a mission trying to find Mr. Warren G.
Seen a car full of girls ain't no need to tweak
So I hooks a left on the 21 and Lewis
some brothas shootin dice so I said "Let's do this"
I jumped out the ride, and said "What's up?"
some brothas pulled some gats so I said "I'm stuck."
Since these girls peepin me I'ma glide and swerve
these hookers lookin so hard they straight hit the curb
Won'tcha think of better things than some horny tricks
I see my homey and some suckers all in his mix
I'm gettin jacked, I'm breakin myself
I can't believe they taking Warren's wealth
they took my rings, they took my rolex
I looked at the brotha said "Damn, what's next?"
They got my homey hemmed up and they all around
ain't none of them seeing if they going straight pound for pound
I gotta come up real quick before they start to clown
I best pull out my strap and lay them busters down
They got guns to my head
I think I'm going down
I can't believe this happenin in my own town
If I had wings I could fly
let me contemplate
I glanced in the cut and I see my homey Nate
Sixteen in the clip and one in the hole
Nate Dogg is about to make some bodies turn cold
now they droppin and yellin
it's a tad bit late
Nate Dogg and Warren G had to regulate
(...)
Now Nate got the freaks
and that's a known fact
before I got jacked I was on the same track
back up back up cause it's on
N A T E and me
the Warren to the G
Just like I thought
they were in the same spot
in need of some desperate help
the Nate Dogg and the G-child
were in need of something else
one of them dames was sexy as hell
I said "ooo I like your size."
she said "my car's broke down and you seem real nice,
would ya let me ride?"
I got a car full of girls and it's going real swell
the next stop is the Eastside Motel
I'm tweaking
into a whole new era
G-Funk
step to this
I dare ya
Funk
on a whole new level
the rhythm is the bass and the bass is the treble
Chords
Strings
We brings
Melody
G-Funk
where rhythm is life
and life is rhythm
If you know like I know
you don't wanna step to this
It's the G-Funk era
funked out with a gangsta twist
if you smoke like I smoke
then you high like everyday
and if your ass is a buster
213 will regulate
The song "Regulate" by the Cold Chilling Collective is a narrative that tells a story about two friends, Warren G and Nate Dogg, cruising around Long Beach at night. As they drive around, looking for a party, Warren spots some attractive women in a car and decides to follow them. They head down to a dice game where things take a turn for the worse, and Warren gets held up at gunpoint. Nate Dogg comes to the rescue, shooting the robbers and saving Warren from harm. The song ends with the two friends continuing their night of cruising in Long Beach.
The lyrics in "Regulate" are straightforward and are designed to tell a story. The rhyme scheme is simple, and the language is slang-heavy, reflecting the era in which it was written. The song offers a glimpse into the lives of young Black men living in Long Beach, California, in the mid-1990s when gang violence and racial tensions were high. The lyrics are easy to follow, making it a relatable song for a broad audience.
Overall, "Regulate" is an infectious song that is easy to listen to with smooth verses and a singable chorus. The verses tell a story with relatable details that paint a vivid picture, making it one of the most iconic songs of the '90s.
Line by Line Meaning
It was a clear black night, a clear white moon
The night sky was clear, with a black night and a white moon
Warren G was on the streets, trying to consume
Warren G was out on the streets, looking for something
some skirts for the eve, so I can get some funk
He was looking for girls to party with
just rollin in my ride, chillin all alone
He was driving around by himself in his car
Just hit the Eastside of the LBC
He arrived on the east side of Long Beach
on a mission trying to find Mr. Warren G.
He was looking for Warren G
Seen a car full of girls ain't no need to tweak
He noticed a car full of girls and didn't need to worry
all you skirts know what's up with 213
The girls knew about 213, which is the area code for Long Beach
So I hooks a left on the 21 and Lewis
He turned left on the 21st street and Lewis Avenue
some brothas shootin dice so I said "Let's do this"
He saw some guys gambling and decided to join them
I jumped out the ride, and said "What's up?"
He exited his car and greeted the guys
some brothas pulled some gats so I said "I'm stuck."
Some guys pulled guns on him so he felt trapped
Since these girls peepin me I'ma glide and swerve
He noticed the girls were watching him, so he tried to maintain his cool composure
these hookers lookin so hard they straight hit the curb
The girls were so interested in him that they crashed their car
Won'tcha think of better things than some horny tricks
He suggested that the girls should focus on better things than just sex
I see my homey and some suckers all in his mix
He saw his friend in trouble with some guys
I'm gettin jacked, I'm breakin myself
He was getting robbed and felt helpless
I can't believe they taking Warren's wealth
He couldn't believe that the robbers were stealing Warren G's money
they took my rings, they took my rolex
The robbers took his jewelry
I looked at the brotha said "Damn, what's next?"
He wondered what would happen next
They got my homey hemmed up and they all around
His friend was surrounded and in trouble
ain't none of them seeing if they going straight pound for pound
The robbers didn't want a fair fight
I gotta come up real quick before they start to clown
He needed to take action before things got worse
I best pull out my strap and lay them busters down
He decided to take out his gun and shoot the robbers
They got guns to my head
The robbers were pointing guns at him
I think I'm going down
He thought he might die
I can't believe this happenin in my own town
He was shocked that this was happening in his hometown
If I had wings I could fly
He wished he could fly away
let me contemplate
He needed a moment to think
I glanced in the cut and I see my homey Nate
He saw his friend Nate Dogg nearby
Sixteen in the clip and one in the hole
Nate Dogg had a gun with 16 bullets in the magazine and one in the chamber
Nate Dogg is about to make some bodies turn cold
Nate Dogg was ready to shoot and kill some people
now they droppin and yellin
The robbers were falling down and screaming
it's a tad bit late
It was already too late for the robbers
Nate Dogg and Warren G had to regulate
Nate Dogg and Warren G had to take control of the situation and punish the robbers
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The rest of the song repeats the chorus and describes how they are now in control of the situation
Contributed by Alex N. Suggest a correction in the comments below.
@darius1434
this track is inside my brain and is insane
@user-vw9bj7vs9g
I've literally listened to this nonstop for a week and a half thank you
@bustermoe5781
Thx for all the support guys!!
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@PoDeborah
+Buster Moe I really like this song and also Another Day, please make more!
@jhannahsoriano4597
DAMN I WANT MOREE
@Arthur93395
+Jhannah Soriano https://open.spotify.com/album/19r1BjNNcecngMeQsKIXlj
@byteappple
This video should have more views and likes!
@phoomyetche5787
This song got me insane 😍
@DominiqueKeller
Au sein de Cold Chilling, collectif suédois revisitant les grands hits du hip hop, c'est peu dire que Buster Moe, auteur-compositeur né à Stockholm il y a 24 ans, tire son épingle du feu, lui qui met sa voix soul, râpeuse et tendre, au service de sa cover du Insane In The Brain de Cypress Hill, sommet du gangsta rap 90's, qu'il amène par la seule force de son talent vers une protest-song blues-folk galvanisée, genre Woody Guthrie branché sur le 380, qui irradie tout l'album (Cold Chilling : Compton, 29/01).
@scrumieraplina
TANANANA!