If We Give You a Chance

Lyrics

[Intro: Warren G] Niggas didn't think I was go comin' with fat shit Y'know I sayin'? Uh, what? Throwin' up y'all What, what, what, y'know? Yeah, this is Warren G Y'know I sayin'? Put it down Get ready to put it down like that Just to y'all know, this ain't bullshit here, y'know? So uh... I go here Laid this motherfucker down for y'all And y'all keep your hands with that throwin' up [Verse 1: Slick Rick] Yeah, yeah, yeah, check it, check it Well... Kinda hungry Have you eaten? (Hardly any) Walking down Sunset Boulevard in L.A. (uh-huh) I had this miner on the lock, she said "That muthafucker look finer than a fuck" But he's an East Coast cat pure jelly ass Nigga kick a rap that can impress my L.A. ass Disrespect, when I didn't deserve it Hey you acting like earning the best rapper walk the earth yet (no) I guess some big tymer tapping her I huff, and puff, blew her fat rat ass off Blaze her, shit, in the face The most rapper why she acting like it didn't know me While I pulls up on her Rolls I gets in it I'm like bitch it's best you write down your number this minute (Catching her going) Just sparking off and she came to her sister before the car took off, because [Chorus] We know what to do, if we give you the chance You'll fall in love And all the time won't remain The way you look Your touch is fine But I won't let you blow my mind [Verse 2: Warren G] Lodi Dodi, we like to party My nigga Slick Rick can still rock a party It was 12:15 when I hit the scene Fresh out from L.A. touching JFK I was on my way to go get my bays I'm a real one from L.A so I gots to say I hit my nigga Slick Rick and said I'm in town Get some puerto rican freaks 'cause it's got to go down So we hit every girl in the N-Y-C I'm rush associated, so what's up with me We fucked and flee off the hennesy Girl just for me, hit'em all for free beyatch! [Chorus] We know what to do, if we give you the chance You'll fall in love And all the time won't remain The way you look Your touch is fine But I won't let you blow my mind [Verse 3: Phats Bossi] What? Fast as suave-a Boss will flip the script The number one draft pick, so the G's is thick Roll with Rick, nigga that'll roll with me Every man feel free when he making a G Is money constant? And money all that I see? I'ma breath this shit, money coming with me What you want with it, the boss stay committed To drunk trying to pive it still I bust the sickest, check it Wreckless major carrots in my necklace Black lence and go kill'em with Booga shit Perfect it now the game's obtain And this don pieces eyes peel jocking the ring Trade the sex face, baby keep the pace Lots to do, little time, and is love to make Promise you my pearl, baby this my world And even broke without a dime you still be my girl, what! [Chorus] We know what to do, if we give you the chance You'll fall in love And all the time won't remain The way you look Your touch is fine But I won't let you blow my mind