[C-Bo]. C'mon niggaz. Yeah. The Thug Lordz in this bitch. Get up... salute nigga, 21 salute nigga holla... THUG... LORDZ!. Niggaz that ride or die for their coast, nigga.
Welcome little boys and girls. Makaveli... for the luv of Makaveli it's forever... and ever. Come on... yo. . (Yukmouth). Hey yo 'Pac we still ballin.
Yea, I'm a throwback fanatic. Air force addict. Hardwood classics. . Fitted cap to match it. Jeff Hamilton jacket, NBA patches. Team logos on my Jordans I'm stuntastic.
Yuk, what, thug lord, regime. West coast, Yukmouth, Mac Mac, uh, check. . (Verse 1: C-Bo). Mission arrives upon all means, all the cream. Baddest bitches you ever seen tatted wit regime.
[Nate Dogg]. Everytime I smoke. I smoke indo smoke. It happens every time I drink. Somebody better call my shrink. I'll beat it 'til the pussy's weak.
(Benjilino). Somebody gonna die tonight. get all of my niggaz,time to ride tonight. Disrespect a killa and them bullets gonna fly tonight. A nigga gonna die tonight.
Dear Lord, why did you take my mama?. There's so much drama in my life, didn't have to take my mama. To make me right. Now the only time that I can see my mama.
All I know, is this Regime shit. . I'm juss a thousandaire. But pretty soon. I plan to be a millionaire. Playa hatas best beware. . Don't hate on mine.
(Intro). Get em uhh what what say fuck the cops nigga. Fuck the cops nigga thugged out what get em. . (Chorus). Juvenile as a child but goin to the pen as men.
(Yukmouth). Yes!. (Uh!). Yes!. Welcome!. (Thug niggas throw yo turf in the air!). Smoke-A-Lot up in this bitch!. (Throw yo hood in the air!). A-G-2 the Ke, DMG, yes!.
Yes, yes, yes, uh!. Balla shit, nigga. Timer shit nigga. (Regime shit baby). Flossy shit, boi!. (Smoke-A-Lot, Smoke-A-Lot). Rolex Rulez. Check it, we rock big jew-els an shit, big karats an baggets an shit.
[ CHORUS ]. I got some killers on the payroll, and they know. When it's time to handle business, nigga, lay low. . [ Phats Bossi ]. Money to double, still in the struggle, stuck to my hustle.
[Big Krizz Kaliko]. Regime Mobstaz. Regime Niggaz. Regime Killers. Regime Life. (2x). . [Tech N9ne]. Yo, yo!. I'm a Regime original. My flow's aqua. She give me yo' snaps.
Welcome.. It is I that you see.. Little boys an girls.... Revelationz.. Listen.. Why do the good die young, an the bad mutha fuckas live fo ever?. 'cause nigga, we livin on hell nigga..
Ooh! Ooh!. You bitch! (you bitch!). I told yo' ass that shit won't gone last forever. Ooh! Ooh!. All them fuckin gimmicks and bite motherfuckers. You bitch!.
Yes. You know I had to make a weed song for the album, bitch. This Smoke-A-Lot on mine, ya dig. I stay puffin' lah, ya dig. What, what, what. . When I wake up in the morning I'm always puffin', my friend.
I live the life of a hooler, take ten pages. Turn around and shoot 'em, concrete Buddha. We threw 'em in the creak to loose 'em. Streets polluted with drugs, salute 'em with thugs.
Yukmouth - Nothin 2 A Bo$$. Haha... I can't believe you niggas. You can't be serious. You really thought since 'Pac died the West coast fell the fuck off, huh? You thought since Dre ain't made a album, we flopped? Fuck that shit nigga! Rap-A-Lot for life nigga! Yukmouth nigga! West Coast don nigga! What's wit it punk?! It's nuthin to a boss nigga! We been ridin on dubb's that spin nigga! We been poppin bottles, nigga, since 'Pac was alive nigga. The West Coast is back you faggot ass fucks!.
[Verse 1]. Yukmouth be off the chain like a rottweiler. Spit flame I cock lava, became the bass baller. Sip 'pagne in the drop troller. Give game to shot callers.
*(Yuk)*. Uh, uh, ah. Uh-huh. What? Where my ladies at?. Uh. Where my ladies at?. Let's do this.....uh, Menage A Trios style.. It's the 90's, and regular sex is played out..