Hop up the streets with my heats so observe
 Its me Z the whee Z, the Warren to the G Z
 The deuces and the treys as kickin it through E-Z
 And the beach and the bottle where I'm found
 Fuckin around with the muthafuckin Dogg Pound
 Fuck it, Warren's goin wild
 The G Funk Era and the muthafuckin G Child
 Funk, melody, rhythm, base
 He which is I is in the muthafuckin place
 So let me get away, come again like this
 I can turn into a murderer so please dont diss
 Cuz if you do, you know where I'm from
 Rat tat tat tat diddy dum diddy dum

 And ya don't stop, and ya don't quit
 And ya don't stop, and ya don't quit

 Well let me grab my stick and shift to first
 I'm spittin plenty game on my second verse
 Well let me switch to second just for the rough ride
 L-O-N-G-B-E-A-C-H Eastside
 Where the grass is greener, at some times
 And I dont do shit but drop funky rhymes
 Now I'm in neutral, shifting to third
 Cuz what you hear is what you heard, nigga
 From the G-Funk, G-Funk, cuz we funk, we funk
 And if you step muthafucka you get stomped
 Like 1, 2, 3 I'm shiftin to the fo
 But you dont hear me doe

 And ya don't stop, and ya don't quit
 And ya don't stop, and ya don't quit

 I said humpty dumpty sat on the wall
 I guess its time for me to sum it up for all
 G Funk, G Child, gangsta groove, Locc
 Past tense it's the Indo smoke
 Choke, off the shit that I'm doin
 I'm droppin this shit for you and you and you and
 Cuz its me, the Warren to the G
 Comin in 1994 you see
 The LBC and thats my locale
 Check it out check it out check it out now

 And ya don't stop, and ya don't quit
 And ya don't stop, and ya don't quit

 You know what I'm sayin, Warren motherfuckin G beeyatch
 You know what I'm sayin, it's 94 that's how we doin it
 Ain't nuthin but a Long Beach thang doe big baby, hey
 G-Funk, where rhythm is life and life is rhythm
 Check me out doe, beeyatch