Lyrical Breakdown of Warren G - Young Locs Slow Down - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

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(feat. Butch Cassidy, W.C.) (WC talking) (Warren G) Take notes young locs, I advise y'all to slow down Glocks, K's, and eagles trying to put a murder down Watching fools servin' found Put your eyes on the prize, hitting switches And getting bitches with plenty riches And if you bang homie, do that But when your ass gets slapped with that 25, handle that And all you see is the glamor and gold Don't know the other side of the game is where it's scandalous and cold Your destiny is in your hands, you got control Wasting time with your life until your ass is old Trying to be bold, a hog and a pimp Eighteen years old, HIV in the limp (Chorus: Butch Cassidy) Can't fuck with, what you asked for Sometimes you just should let go Get what you need and not want Some folks believe and some don't These are the ones that don't last Hard head makes soft ass But it was something that I had to have I just had to have (WC) Whats crackin' gangsta Little woe G sake with a bang loose Dickie sagging how should kicking it Bangs with me, nigga let me swang with you Hop in this cut dog, and split this game to ya I see them niggas that got ya tatted and called it paddering A clutch and a glock, banging on niggas at the bus stop Putting in work, leave you broke, cloke white shirt Doing dirt trying to gain strikes for the turf Loc, what up, shit I knew your brother You used to bang with him, when you was a little motherfucker Until they amputated both of my legs, circled the block Caught your brother slippin' and flippin' the lead Retaliation was swift, furious, just know this hood shit is serious For the sake of if remembers, see your 'bout your paper And remember, loc's success is best with revenge on these haters, nigga (Chorus: Butch Cassidy) (WC) Murder, murder, murder (Warren G) I don't wanna die I'm trying to live, trying to survive Murder, murder, murder (WC) I don't wanna die I'm trying to live, trying to survive Niggas done got the game twisted Yet if these bustas pump 'em up And just start division, fool listen Life is like a grab shot You can either hit the jackpot Stack a not and get a calf shot (Warren G) Live you life homie Don't get pumped up to dump and get cracked And moms put a block on the phone You's a hard motherfucker, but now you all alone (WC) All alone in the streets it was on But hit the leather for penitentery friends gone Your on your own (Warren G) Until the youth, I spit to you They call me G dub and I spit the truth (Chorus: Butch Cassidy) (WC talking to end)