Party We Will Throw Now! Video (MV)
Performed By: Warren G
Featuring: Nate Dogg, The Game
Language: English
Written by: Nathaniel D. Corky Hale, Jayceon Terrell Taylor, Warren Griffin III
Warren G - Party We Will Throw Now! Lyrics
As I travel this lonely gangster road
Just me and my negroes
We still got bomb hydro
We just double independent
And the night falls that's when young girls go home
Big girls put on small clothes
A party we will throw
A party we will throw now
Yeah, all I need is the chronic to keep me fit
A bad bitch, a project apartment and 2 pits
Red chucks, a red Bic to keep my kush lit
Thank god for what I get but never really needed shit
I'm a hustler nigga, that's how I got this red Bentley
Slay the competition and told them that Dre sent me
Walk through the smoke like, what up loc?
'Cause Warren got that bomb that kind that make me choke
We gonna twist up, 8 for Nate blow the smoke through the clouds
In hopes that it reaches the pearly gates
Now, how many niggas wanna throw up a dub?
And be surrounded by the baddest bitches up in the club, yeah
It's the 'math blood, sixes on the ave cuz
Phantom got your girl pussy wetter than my bath tub
F*ck her all night, wake her up at 6
Lil' mama grab your shit, get ghost
As I travel this lonely gangster road
Just me and my negroes
We still got bomb hydro
We just double independent
And the night falls that's when young girls go home
Big girls put on small clothes
A party we will throw
A party we will throw now
Click clack what up, zig zag run up
Knick-knack paddywhack, twisting up a fat sack
Tic tac toe up, I be in them streets like an intersection
I got connection, from every section
Critical, political, it's killer Cal'
Roll it up, now pass that shit around
My mental is cynical, original
Thinking you could see us
I'm like nigga how?
I'm in that diamond lane, I'm in that diamond chain
Glistenin', glowin', I'm sippin' liquor I'm blowin' zippers
My nigga, I'm on one, I'm twistin' the zone up
I'm sitting up low, my pistol shinin' my chrome up
My nigga Game got the gun load, one shot
Mix a nigga brain like some gumbo, uh, oh
All that tough talk nigga, what for?
Shut your scary ass up at the front door
As I travel this lonely gangster road
Just me and my negroes
We still got bomb hydro
We just double independent
And the night falls that's when young girls go home
Big girls put on small clothes
A party we will throw
A party we will throw now
Could nobody diss my nigga, damn I miss my nigga
Pour out a little liquor, big Nate Dogg nigga 213
From the city by the sea, where the G's ride
Turn around baby let me listen to the b-side
Slap that, tap that, after that, east side
As I travel this road I see the street sign
Ready for whatever, Berrettas you know I keep mine
It's the L-B, C-P-T nigga we be
OG to BG, that's where the weed be
Killer (What?) Cali-forni-a
Eh, load the strap, hop into the six-trey
Snoop, what up loc?, I'm headed to the East side
G ride, throwin' up everything but the peace sign
Gold Daytonas, gangbang persona
Nigga trip, I'ma pop the top off his Corolla
As I travel this lonely gangster road
Just me and my negroes
We still got bomb hydro
We just double independent
And the night falls that's when young girls go home
Big girls put on small clothes
A party we will throw
A party we will throw now
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As I travel this lonely gangster road
Just me and my negroes
We still got bomb hydro
We just double independent
And the night falls that's when young girls go home
Big girls put on small clothes
A party we will throw
A party we will throw now
Yeah, all I need is the chronic to keep me fit
A bad bitch, a project apartment and 2 pits
Red chucks, a red Bic to keep my kush lit
Thank god for what I get but never really needed shit
I'm a hustler nigga, that's how I got this red Bentley
Slay the competition and told them that Dre sent me
Walk through the smoke like, what up loc?
'Cause Warren got that bomb that kind that make me choke
We gonna twist up, 8 for Nate blow the smoke through the clouds
In hopes that it reaches the pearly gates
Now, how many niggas wanna throw up a dub?
And be surrounded by the baddest bitches up in the club, yeah
It's the 'math blood, sixes on the ave cuz
Phantom got your girl pussy wetter than my bath tub
F*ck her all night, wake her up at 6
Lil' mama grab your shit, get ghost
As I travel this lonely gangster road
Just me and my negroes
We still got bomb hydro
We just double independent
And the night falls that's when young girls go home
Big girls put on small clothes
A party we will throw
A party we will throw now
Click clack what up, zig zag run up
Knick-knack paddywhack, twisting up a fat sack
Tic tac toe up, I be in them streets like an intersection
I got connection, from every section
Critical, political, it's killer Cal'
Roll it up, now pass that shit around
My mental is cynical, original
Thinking you could see us
I'm like nigga how?
I'm in that diamond lane, I'm in that diamond chain
Glistenin', glowin', I'm sippin' liquor I'm blowin' zippers
My nigga, I'm on one, I'm twistin' the zone up
I'm sitting up low, my pistol shinin' my chrome up
My nigga Game got the gun load, one shot
Mix a nigga brain like some gumbo, uh, oh
All that tough talk nigga, what for?
Shut your scary ass up at the front door
As I travel this lonely gangster road
Just me and my negroes
We still got bomb hydro
We just double independent
And the night falls that's when young girls go home
Big girls put on small clothes
A party we will throw
A party we will throw now
Could nobody diss my nigga, damn I miss my nigga
Pour out a little liquor, big Nate Dogg nigga 213
From the city by the sea, where the G's ride
Turn around baby let me listen to the b-side
Slap that, tap that, after that, east side
As I travel this road I see the street sign
Ready for whatever, Berrettas you know I keep mine
It's the L-B, C-P-T nigga we be
OG to BG, that's where the weed be
Killer (What?) Cali-forni-a
Eh, load the strap, hop into the six-trey
Snoop, what up loc?, I'm headed to the East side
G ride, throwin' up everything but the peace sign
Gold Daytonas, gangbang persona
Nigga trip, I'ma pop the top off his Corolla
As I travel this lonely gangster road
Just me and my negroes
We still got bomb hydro
We just double independent
And the night falls that's when young girls go home
Big girls put on small clothes
A party we will throw
A party we will throw now
Just me and my negroes
We still got bomb hydro
We just double independent
And the night falls that's when young girls go home
Big girls put on small clothes
A party we will throw
A party we will throw now
Yeah, all I need is the chronic to keep me fit
A bad bitch, a project apartment and 2 pits
Red chucks, a red Bic to keep my kush lit
Thank god for what I get but never really needed shit
I'm a hustler nigga, that's how I got this red Bentley
Slay the competition and told them that Dre sent me
Walk through the smoke like, what up loc?
'Cause Warren got that bomb that kind that make me choke
We gonna twist up, 8 for Nate blow the smoke through the clouds
In hopes that it reaches the pearly gates
Now, how many niggas wanna throw up a dub?
And be surrounded by the baddest bitches up in the club, yeah
It's the 'math blood, sixes on the ave cuz
Phantom got your girl pussy wetter than my bath tub
F*ck her all night, wake her up at 6
Lil' mama grab your shit, get ghost
As I travel this lonely gangster road
Just me and my negroes
We still got bomb hydro
We just double independent
And the night falls that's when young girls go home
Big girls put on small clothes
A party we will throw
A party we will throw now
Click clack what up, zig zag run up
Knick-knack paddywhack, twisting up a fat sack
Tic tac toe up, I be in them streets like an intersection
I got connection, from every section
Critical, political, it's killer Cal'
Roll it up, now pass that shit around
My mental is cynical, original
Thinking you could see us
I'm like nigga how?
I'm in that diamond lane, I'm in that diamond chain
Glistenin', glowin', I'm sippin' liquor I'm blowin' zippers
My nigga, I'm on one, I'm twistin' the zone up
I'm sitting up low, my pistol shinin' my chrome up
My nigga Game got the gun load, one shot
Mix a nigga brain like some gumbo, uh, oh
All that tough talk nigga, what for?
Shut your scary ass up at the front door
As I travel this lonely gangster road
Just me and my negroes
We still got bomb hydro
We just double independent
And the night falls that's when young girls go home
Big girls put on small clothes
A party we will throw
A party we will throw now
Could nobody diss my nigga, damn I miss my nigga
Pour out a little liquor, big Nate Dogg nigga 213
From the city by the sea, where the G's ride
Turn around baby let me listen to the b-side
Slap that, tap that, after that, east side
As I travel this road I see the street sign
Ready for whatever, Berrettas you know I keep mine
It's the L-B, C-P-T nigga we be
OG to BG, that's where the weed be
Killer (What?) Cali-forni-a
Eh, load the strap, hop into the six-trey
Snoop, what up loc?, I'm headed to the East side
G ride, throwin' up everything but the peace sign
Gold Daytonas, gangbang persona
Nigga trip, I'ma pop the top off his Corolla
As I travel this lonely gangster road
Just me and my negroes
We still got bomb hydro
We just double independent
And the night falls that's when young girls go home
Big girls put on small clothes
A party we will throw
A party we will throw now
Writer: Nathaniel D. Corky Hale, Jayceon Terrell Taylor, Warren Griffin III
Copyright: Lyrics © Songtrust Ave
Copyright: Lyrics © Songtrust Ave