Warren G, Jah Skills, Twinz, Bo-Roc - Runnin' Wit No Breaks lyrics

[Warren G, Jah Skills, Twinz, Bo-Roc - Runnin' Wit No Breaks lyrics]

Yeah, if you want it I got it ya need it baby
Yeah, its Warren G beeyatch

(Jah Skills will just speak)
As I enter the G-Funk Era
(tell me why you tweak)
Well I dont know why however
My mind is throbbing
I went bobbing for snapple
Mixed with E&J so my insides just crackle pop
Snap long time ago ya lost ya flow
Now you realize wack MCs I must chastize
(what)
The gun totin bumpin indosmokin
Bad ass english cuz its broken
Couldn't turn my styles even if
Ya had a token
You was hopin that I would quit but
(aww shit)
I'm hangin around like nut sacs with a dick
I'm sick
I know that styles abstract up your ass crack
Lovin this shit called rap ass
Burnin through your back
(Jah Skills muthafucka)
I'm stoppin fools like blood clots
My lyrics rang out to stop parties
Like there was gun shots
Why oh why oh why well why not
Shouldn't I represent this shit called hip
Hop and it wont stop

Well are you high yet
Can you recollect ya talk
Shit you get checked
Mr. Smutly I'm not a punk thief
Let me break thee, smoke thee
Choke thee and locc thee
Muthafuckin M-I-C right now how
Wow how dow wow how dow piggy pow
Its me, the Warren to the G gee G Z
Its me uh can I just please thee
Rock the muthafuckin M-I to the
C all day all night
Cuz I will just fuckin fight till I get mines
My ends, let me roll with my friends
Nigga you can't fuck with this
Cuz uhh I bends
When I bends my style
You can't see this cuz I'm wicked and wild
Mr. Smutly just slow ya muthafuckin roll
Its me Warren G on
The muthafuckin gangsta stroll
Rockin with the T-W-I-N-Ss
So uhh let me just bless this

Have you ever heard of a
Nigga called Warren G

There ain't no puzzle
I lets it be known that I'm the trip
Locc packin mo stackin mo shit
Than I did before
The real niggaz from the Eastside, darkside
Breakin off fools in my way on this whoo-ride
So best believe that I'm a threat
(fuck a chin check)
I'm a shoot him while my
Nigga blaze up the buddha
And when we light it up, its on
A taste of the Chronic, another nigga gone
But gettin his head flown
(so what you really wanna do) I'd a done it
Cuz yo mouth like zip loc so
I know you wont run it
Top notch glock cock so you remember
The flow that I kick is nuthin
Less than a life ender
So watch yo step before you step into my path
Tryin to take whats mine is some
Shit I just roll past

Let me tell you how it goes
Prime example of a night stalker
Caught up in that bind
Usin time with my hood as that street walker
(gang bang) so I'm gonna have
To take whats mine
Notorious bitches but I dont love no one time
So peep it as I take ya down the backstreet
Show you how I do it (how ya do it)
I breaks em off to get my ends meet (pow)
Victim of the ghetto so I'm sluggin
The man wont give me mine so
The whitey I'll keep muggin
I'm trapped up in a cycle
But I'm keepin my humanity
Cuz I ain't goin out
(us niggaz always keep activity)
Niggaz say I'm crazy but to
Others I'm just nutty
Cuz I dont give a damn
Ya life ain't shit without no money
Thats why niggaz keep doin niggaz but I'm
Not that nigga to be done
Ya fuckin around and set it off
Long Beach is where I'm from

Whoo! Spacekateers
In case y'all didn't know
That was Warren G, that was Jah
Skills, and that was the Twinz
Hahaha
This is the G-Child, spacekateer space cadets
Its on like that and its on like this
So dont miss

Interpretation for


Add Interpretation

Add extended interpretation

If you know what the artist is talking about, can read between the lines, and know the history of the song, you can add interpretation to the lyrics. After checking by our editors, we will add it as the official interpretation of the song!

Latest added interpretations to lyrics

A B C D E F G H I J K L M N O P Q R S T U V W X Y Z #
Interpret