Warren G took nearly three years to complete his second album, returning in the spring of 1997 with Take A Look Over Your Shoulder, which was greeted with decidedly mixed reviews and weak sales. I Want It All followed in 1999 with The Return of the Regulator appearing two years later. In 2005 he signed with Lightyear Enterntainment and released In the Mid-Nite Hour.
We Got That
Warren G Lyrics
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Flame on (Double are, baby)
Flame on, c'mon, c'mon, c'mon, c'mon
Aiyyo, y'all niggas take too long wrapping them up in duct tape
Me, I just make sure they stomp like crush grapes
I make the hardest shed a tear
Give 'em a gun, if I had two right here
y'all niggas like loose-leaf paper, easy to tear
Drag just burn that up and get it outta here
y'all think y'all goin' from heaven to hell?
y'all ain't goin' nowhere
But in the same town on the same dirty ground
And I don't care how you livin' it up
I even got dead niggas shiverin' up
You can bet I come diggin' you up
Them niggas bust guns just to make niggas run by
Me? I squeeze mine with one eye and one closed and focus
The one open is at the tip of the nose
When it blows, y'all so-called-pimps die hoes
Don't bite rhymes or flows, just air mark
Snap with a finger, have y'all wanted in dead park
Anything that's dealin' with dough, we got that
Cock back, hold in position for combat
Stand clear, all y'all cowards have been warned
Duck, nigga, run for your life, we airborne
Anything that's dealin' with dough, we got that
Cock back, hold in position for combat
Stand clear, all y'all cowards have been warned
Duck, nigga, run for your life, we airborne
Yo, yo, aiyyo, who the fuck you think spit mean?
Same bitch that tried to put Irv Gotti teams
Since I had a snotty scream
Was taught to die in a red beam
Never ask when I need cash
I'm a customer, I snatch your cream
Soldier, cross-over, knock on my door
Wit' Jahovah, huh, know the population's over
I'm causing early retirements
'cause you blast last when I'm firing
Dyin' in the blood you lyin' in
Went from the full house to the raw house
To niggas tryin' to rip my draws out
Try it now, nigga, blow your jaw out
You don't want my gun to go pow-pow
Well, I'ma have your face the same color
As a tongue of a chow-chow, nigga
These ain't water pistols- they shoot many missles
And when I set 'em off, they scar your bones to the grissle
Only I knew how it was gonna come
Put up in your baby-mom, for your only son
I'm takin' e'eryone
Anything that's dealin' with dough, we got that
Cock back, hold in position for combat
Stand clear, all y'all cowards have been warned
Duck, nigga, run for your life, we airborne
Anything that's dealin' with dough, we got that
Cock back, hold in position for combat
Stand clear, all y'all cowards have been warned
Duck, nigga, run for your life, we airborne
Uh, I'm psychologically fucked up, know the truth
See, I's sick, throwin' up Henny and ?Gook?
POOF! Me gone, I pray for the death of my mother
Until I woked up and hugged her, and told her that I loved her
Sick sin, my ink pen stay in the ring
Crown me king, I spit through the eyes of a fiend
Golden ice, I stole for the love of my wife
Then she ran out and dumped me, and po-po pump me
Came home, of course as the king of my throne
Back to Roley's, back to smokin' bones with coley
My demo was better than a lot of y'all records
Bed rocked your ass, calm down, so let the gun go
I murdered some quick for dough
Hit 'em up fast, watched them die extra slow
I lock shop when I come through with the blue tops
Smokin' a oo-whop, with all glocks cocked
Anything that's dealin' with dough, we got that
Cock back, hold in position for combat
Stand clear, all y'all cowards have been warned
Duck, nigga, run for your life, we airborne
Anything that's dealin' with dough, we got that
Cock back, hold in position for combat
Stand clear, all y'all cowards have been warned
Duck, nigga, run for your life, we airborne
Anything that's dealin' with dough, we got that
Cock back, hold in position for combat
Stand clear, all y'all cowards have been warned
Duck, nigga, run for your life, we airborne
Anything that's dealin' with dough, we got that
Cock back, hold in position for combat
Stand clear, all y'all cowards have been warned
Duck, nigga, run for your life, we airborne
See now, there it go
y'all got it
The East Coast West Coast collabo
Warren G doin' it with my niggas from The Ruff Ryders
Eve, my nigga Drag-On
Yeah, that's how we doin' it, like that for y'all
In the '99
The song “We Got That” by Warren G featuring Eve, Drag-On, and Shadow was a 1999 hip hop track that was released on Warren G's third album, I Want It All. The lyrics of the song appear to be promoting street violence, and the rappers' ability to cock back and hold their positions for combat. The line "anything that's dealing with dough, we got that" suggests that they are referring to illegal activities to acquire money.
The first verse was performed by Drag-On, who brags about his ability to make people "stomp like crush grapes." His lines about giving someone two guns and encouraging them to "fuck playing fair" speaks to the aggression and violence of the song. In the second verse, Eve boasts her rapping skills and references her past involvement with Irv Gotti's crew. She also mentions her struggles with alcohol and drugs. Shadow, who is not credited on the track, provides backing vocals throughout the song.
While the lyrics of the song may seem to glorify violence, it is important to recognize that many hip hop artists use this language as a way to depict life on the streets and to express anger and frustration with social and economic inequality. Furthermore, the song was released during a period of intense rivalry between East Coast and West Coast hip hop communities, which may have influenced the tone of the lyrics.
Line by Line Meaning
C'mon (The Ruff Ryders)
Let's go and start the song with Ruff Ryders.
Flame on (Double are, baby)
Let's start the fire. The West Coast and East Coast are on the track together.
Flame on, c'mon, c'mon, c'mon, c'mon
Start the fire and let's get this show on the road.
Aiyyo, y'all niggas take too long wrapping them up in duct tape
You guys are too slow to take care of business.
Me, I just make sure they stomp like crush grapes
I get the job done and make sure they suffer.
I make the hardest shed a tear
I can hurt even the most ruthless.
Give 'em a gun, if I had two right here
If I had two guns, I would give one to my enemy.
Two over there, fuck playin' fair!
I don't play by the rules, I would use both the guns on him.
y'all niggas like loose-leaf paper, easy to tear
You guys are weak and can be easily defeated.
Drag just burn that up and get it outta here
Drag will eliminate the weaklings.
y'all think y'all goin' from heaven to hell?
You guys are not moving anywhere significant.
y'all ain't goin' nowhere
You aren't making any progress.
But in the same town on the same dirty ground
You are still stuck in the same place.
And I don't care how you livin' it up
I don't care how you are living your life.
I even got dead niggas shiverin' up
Even the dead are scared of me.
You can bet I come diggin' you up
I won't let anyone escape from me, even if they are dead.
Them niggas bust guns just to make niggas run by
Others use guns just to make people scared and run.
Me? I squeeze mine with one eye and one closed and focus
But I can shoot perfectly with one eye closed.
The one open is at the tip of the nose
I focus on my target with the open eye at the tip of my nose.
When it blows, y'all so-called-pimps die hoes
When my gun goes off, even the tough guys get scared.
Don't bite rhymes or flows, just air mark
Don't copy my style, just take note.
Snap with a finger, have y'all wanted in dead park
I can get anyone killed by just snapping my finger.
Anything that's dealin' with dough, we got that
We have money and can give you anything.
Cock back, hold in position for combat
Prepare for battle and stay ready.
Stand clear, all y'all cowards have been warned
Be warned, we will take action against any coward.
Duck, nigga, run for your life, we airborne
Run for your life, because we are flying towards you.
Yo, yo, aiyyo, who the fuck you think spit mean?
Who do you think is the toughest?
Same bitch that tried to put Irv Gotti teams
It's the same woman who attempted to create a team with Irv Gotti.
Since I had a snotty scream
I've always been bold and unafraid.
Was taught to die in a red beam
I was trained to die young and in the spotlight.
Never ask when I need cash
I never have to ask for money because I can take it myself.
I'm a customer, I snatch your cream
I pay for my things by taking from others, even if it involves stealing.
Soldier, cross-over, knock on my door
I'm a powerful soldier who can intimidate others.
Wit' Jahovah, huh, know the population's over
With God on my side, I have the power to end humanity.
I'm causing early retirements
I am causing people to retire, not by choice but by force.
'cause you blast last when I'm firing
You will be the last to fire when I start shooting.
Dyin' in the blood you lyin' in
You will die in your own blood.
Went from the full house to the raw house
I went from having everything to having nothing.
To niggas tryin' to rip my draws out
To people trying to take advantage of me.
Try it now, nigga, blow your jaw out
Try me, and I will shoot you in the face.
You don't want my gun to go pow-pow
You don't want me to shoot you with my gun.
Well, I'ma have your face the same color
I'm going to hit you so hard that your face will turn the same color.
As a tongue of a chow-chow, nigga
As the tongue of a dog breed called chow-chow.
These ain't water pistols- they shoot many missles
These guns are not toys, they can do serious damage.
And when I set 'em off, they scar your bones to the grissle
When I shoot, I will leave permanent damage to your bones.
Only I knew how it was gonna come
I am always prepared for whatever comes my way.
Put up in your baby-mom, for your only son
I will kidnap your wife and child.
I'm takin' e'eryone
I won't spare anyone.
Uh, I'm psychologically fucked up, know the truth
I am messed up mentally, and everyone knows this.
See, I's sick, throwin' up Henny and ?Gook?
I am sick and throwing up because of my drinking problem.
POOF! Me gone, I pray for the death of my mother
I will disappear and pray for my mother's death.
Until I woked up and hugged her, and told her that I loved her
But when I woke up, I hugged her and told her I loved her.
Sick sin, my ink pen stay in the ring
My writing portrays my sinful behavior.
Crown me king, I spit through the eyes of a fiend
Crown me as the king because I speak like someone who is addicted to drugs.
Golden ice, I stole for the love of my wife
I stole jewelry for my wife.
Then she ran out and dumped me, and po-po pump me
But my wife left me, and the police put me in jail.
Came home, of course as the king of my throne
When I got out of jail, I acted like a king in my house.
Back to Roley's, back to smokin' bones with coley
I went back to my luxurious lifestyle.
My demo was better than a lot of y'all records
My demo was better than a lot of your albums.
Bed rocked your ass, calm down, so let the gun go
My song was so good that it made you want to have sex. Calm down and put your guns away.
I murdered some quick for dough
I killed some people quickly for money.
Hit 'em up fast, watched them die extra slow
I killed them quickly but made sure that they suffered.
I lock shop when I come through with the blue tops
I take over when I come with my blue tops and sell drugs.
Smokin' a oo-whop, with all glocks cocked
I'm smoking some weed with my guns at the ready.
See now, there it go
Here it is, what you've been waiting for.
y'all got it
Now you understand.
The East Coast West Coast collabo
The West Coast and East Coast are working together.
Warren G doin' it with my niggas from The Ruff Ryders
Warren G is collaborating with his friends from The Ruff Ryders.
Eve, my nigga Drag-On
Eve and Drag-On are my friends.
Yeah, that's how we doin' it, like that for y'all
This is how we are doing it, just for you guys.
In the '99
In the year 1999.
Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, REACH MUSIC PUBLISHING, Missing Link Music, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Written by: RASHEEM SHARRIEF PUGH
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