(Chorus x2)
   I need a dope beat, a dope beat
   Just holler at your boy named Warren G(I wanna)
   A dope beat(with my), a dope beat
   Just holler at your boy named Warren G
  
   Y'all know me, the G from the 213
   LBC, Regulatin, skatin' on all them Dayton's
   Bankin' back on them singles
   With the Henney's and the Jimmy's
   Like I'm all tall, short, and like dark, thick and skinny
   I'm a ladies' man, Mercedes and
   Proper ice, livin' nice, as far as gravy stands
   Ain't nuttin' changed, me and Snoop's still the same
   Plus Nate droppin' weight with the classic thang
   Now I remember way back, at the bachelor set
   Slip my brother, Dre, Snoopa tape it, put it in the deck
   The party started bangin' and they both shook hands
   And made it legitimate for the G-Funk Fans
   Now after that, they hit the top when The Chronic dropped
   Remember 187 on the motherfuckin' cop(I wanna)
   It's Still A G Thang (with my), where we hang and claim
   East Side 'til I die, or I rise to fame
  
   (Chorus x2)
   I need a dope beat, a dope beat
   Just holler at your boy named Warren G(I wanna)
   A dope beat(with my), a dope beat
   Just holler at your boy named Warren G
  
   I got my own style, I got my own pal
   If you don't know now, then nigga, you better slow down
   Spendin bills, bendin' wheels, people think I steal
   Puttin' cameras in my grill everywhere I chill
   Kick back, I spit facts, and twist our tracks
   Drank gin with The Twinz, see a bitch I mack
   Cuz if I ain't in the studio, I'm deep in the hood
   Anyway gettin' paid like Warren should
   Dre teachin' me to work a beat, now I'm bangin'
   And I been with platinum, now my album slangin' (I wanna)
   Hangin' with my G's (with my) from the LBC
   With the homies that I know will put it down for me
   Well known, keep my chrome, and I hold my own
   But I'd rather roll and flow and be holdin' the shows
   With the G-Funk Family earnin' a Grammy
   You can't see what I see, and don't understand me
  
   (Chorus x2)
   I need a dope beat, a dope beat
   Just holler at your boy named Warren G(I wanna)
   A dope beat(with my), a dope beat
   Just holler at your boy named Warren G
  
   I'm on my way to the studio, beatin and thumpin
   Scoop D from Long Beach got some heat from Compton
   Hit the Eastside manages to see whats crackin
   Got some MGD, just watching for jackin
   Its a hard knock life, ya heard Jay-Z featuring Annie
   No Limit like Snoop, thats when the grammy
   Hit the Beach in the Long gray and black caddy
   Reminiscing on my great escapes through the alley
   Damn I done grew up and things done changed
   Just shakin my head, trippin off the game
   Its so much you gotta do to keep it real out here
   But ain't nothing guaranteed cuz ain't nothing goin' give
  
   (Chorus x3 to fade)
   I need a dope beat, a dope beat
   Just holler at your boy named Warren G
   A dope beat, a dope beat
   Just holler at your boy named Warren G