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spot down by the river
Where our sweet love first began
Just because we are married
Don't mean we can't slip around
So let's walk out through
Shit, tired of gettin' shot at
Tired of gettin' chased by the police and arrested
niggas need a spot where we can kick it
A spot where we belong,
Shit, tired of gettin' shot at
Tired of gettin' chased by the police and arrested
niggas need a spot where we can kick it
A spot where we belong,
and even though we G's
We still visualize places, that we can roll in peace
And in my mind's eye I see this place, the players go in fast
I got a spot for
the caboose of the wrong doings you produce
The wild tail of the tornado running loose
You tie the noose, I kick the chair
I'm the cyanide that snatch your
[G.J.]
Tomorrow when you leave
You'll take my heart
(To Southern California)
But just remember I'll be here
To keep your heart with me until you see
dick, the trot caught your eye
When I walked by, I said, "Hi"
But you was so shy, I can't lie, damn near stuttered when you walked by
You want me
dick, the trot caught your eye
When I walked by, I said, "Hi"
But you was so shy, I can't lie, damn near stuttered when you walked by
You want me
[G.J.]
Tomorrow when you leave
You'll take my heart
(To Southern California)
But just remember I'll be here
To keep your heart with me until you see
making paper, still we having fun
I hope by now it's proven, Nate and Warren G
Tightest combination in the industry
Here comes another one

I can see us
the bedroom
And we'll go walkin' once again
To that spot down by the river
Where our sweet love first began

Just because we are married
Don't mean we
the bedroom
And we'll go walkin' once again
To the spot down by the river
Where our sweet love first began

Just because we are married
Don't mean we
airplay and a spot on TV
Like Ed Lover and Doctor Dre from Yo! MTV Raps
A show, mainly for the black
And still we can't ill, cause to them that's wrong
in they books
Cause they see a nigga balling off the birds that I cooked
As the years went by still survival of the fittest
Now I'm riding in
[Verse 3 - Sir Mix-A-Lot]
Criticized by the main stream
For not bein the house jig and keepin things squeaky clean
But I can't, so I ain't
But I won't play
we do it, they said it couldn't be done
Still we making paper, still we having fun
I hope by now it's proven, Nate and Warren G
Tightest
Cause Loon'll call them dudes, come use them gats
Remember the time when I didn't use to rap
You know me, O.G., O.T. movin past
As far as the street, I
blue and grey 
'Cause I represent like every day 
Nigga you can't tell me I don't be on the spot 
When I can tell you all the homies that done get
Shit, tired of gettin' shot at
Tired of gettin' chased by the police and arrested
Niggas need a spot where we can kick it
A spot where we belong,
midnight,
An time to go downstairs and go to work
I wonder how he's doin' in, Tennessee?

[G.J. spoken:]
Well, here I sit by the window
Of this big old
scholarship, cool
Flip, he did not, he got a job at a parking lot
Teased because he wasn't making G's at a crack spot
He started meeting the people with the high
car
That made you easy to follow to Denver, Colorado
Birds you had, 12 now you got a l
Crack babies born in the hospitals cryin
Drive-by shootings can't
to me
Regardless how it go down I still get ten a ki
Beware of my enemies, y'all remember me
Nike's with the low goose on and I've been a beast

Wildin'
lake
One afternoon
I still remember the feeling when I woke up
I can't describe the magnitude

So many other dreams
The one that I had today
You
smile in your face and talk shit behind your back
but I just can't call it or catch
but i still got G's and I'm still ballin

Chorus till fade