Prince Igor (Ries ClassJazz Extended)

Lyrics

[Intro: Warren G] Mock me up With the bass bumping out Biatch, biatch Mock me up With the bass bumping out [Chorus: Sissel] Улетай на крыльях ветра Ты в край родной, родная песня наша Туда, где мы тебя свободно пели Где было так привольно нам с тобою [Verse 1: Warren G] Warren G Top Dogg patrolling the beach Niggas say they're hard as bricks but they're soft as a peach Claiming the G of all G's, please I come blowing through like the breeze Sitting on the threes Posted coast it and mash it down Pacific Coast In the bomb chrome rims, black on black Yukon With nuts hangin' From the city, where the bangers be bangin' It don't seem like has changed and I hollered at a homey the other day G'd up at the park, Sippin Alisay One of the homies took a beatin' So now we'll start to bе a gang and checkin' at the meetin' Like cyclеs repeatin' It's just another sunset fall and see I can hear the homies that pass calling me And you know what I discover what they keep sayin' Keep your mind and your money motherfuckers And shake busters [Chorus: Sissel] Улетай на крыльях ветра Ты в край родной, родная песня наша Туда, где мы тебя свободно пели Где было так привольно нам с тобою [Bridge: Warren G] Money over power, power over money Money over power, power over money [Verse 2: Warren G] Have you ever sold millions But yet you niggas persist to talk shit Get off my dick Ya never catch me slippin' Rollin' with the heat slap the clip in I never thought the world would start trippin' My life's a trip though, hit the crypto, blow the whistle They think I bang, so I pack a pistol Warren to the G is a G I don't fuck with you nigga So don't fuck with me, let's ride To the East Side, slide like a fo I packs a fo-fo, when I'm steppin' out doors To the bang to the boogie, if I speak then I spoke Warren G you do it every time, till ya loc Get the party lit like blazin' smoke The East Side of the beach, West side of the coast You know the niggas that arrive with hogs Attack dogs to say niggas are down to die with, motherfucker [Chorus: Sissel] Улетай на крыльях ветра Ты в край родной, родная песня наша Туда, где мы тебя свободно пели Где было так привольно нам с тобою [Outro: Warren G] Money over power, power over money Money over power, power over money Biatch, biatch Money over power, power over money Money over power, power over money Biatch, biatch Mock me up With the bass bumping out Biatch, biatch Mock me up With the bass bumping out Money over power, power over money Money over power, power over money Biatch, biatch