This is The Shack Lyrics

Mr. President, hey, this is the G Child Spacekateers, I'm back baby, yes I'm back And Mr. President you're not chillin' in the house baby You're not chillin' in the house Ya know why? Huh! Huh! Should I tell ya? You know why? Yeah 'Cuz ya ya ya ya chillin' in the shack Beeyatch!
This is the shack, this is how we act Caps I peel, flex my steel This is the shack, this is how we act Caps I peel, flex my steel
It's ya motherfuckin' third letter of ya alphabet Put knight at the individ, it's a nigga you can't get with Funky styles, I'll be showin' niggaz I'll be blowin' niggaz straight out they socks
Because the Dove Shack is comin' More twisted than dreadlocks Now plot on the shack if you wanna But if you get caught slippin' We will be dippin', down your block Just to street sweep your spot, nigga
But you can still follow along Grab a hold of my nut sack Because I've got the doja Oh I haven't told ya much love to my nigga Warren
He's a G, hook me, now I'm gettin' funky I'm chillin' with my feet up on the table in the shack With my revolver, problem solver Waitin for a nigga to fuck with this So I can let his ass know who he is
This is the shack, this is how we act Caps I peel, flex my steel This is the shack, this is how we act Caps I peel, flex my steel
It's the nigga 2 Scoops, the Long Beach Eastsider Niggaz start to duck when I come, 'cuz I'm a rider So I suggest you get the 411 on the shack We peelin' caps to the front, then we peel 'em back
Approachin' the wrong way, with no delay I blast your ass [ From: http://www.metrolyrics.com/this-is-the-shack-lyrics-warren-g.html ] Draw for the gat but the Scoop is much faster You can't miss me with that, step in my path I let the AK ripper cut that ass in half
I dwells, I bells, in the LBC The real menace to society, packin' up alrighty A flow, but watch the one I used to abuse this track We in front of that ass and you still can't see the shack
So pack up your gear and run and hide (And pass the doja to the left hand side) We comin' like that, it ain't no love for no rat I guess thats how we act when we chillin' in the shack
This is the shack, this is how we act Caps I peel, flex my steel This is the shack, this is how we act Caps I peel, flex my steel
As you enter into the zone called the G Funk Here a lie a war with the west Kicks it is a know 'em, rip 'em will be torn Dip it as we flip it, wicked with the Warren G child
See styles, meanwhile freestyles have been rendered I see the door of your mind, may I enter? I knock and I promise I wont hurt you The definition of G Funk is just something to like swerve
To something to smoke herb To sunk we and we serve Get with the dope herb Take a tall kid beat the loccness
Lessons will be taught before Caught in the shuffle Flexin' all the muscle, Livin' large is fuckin' rustle
I'm Simmons, I'm Robin, like givin' I know you love this funky style out this world, make your head twirl Hear the less, now play the squirrel as you earl on the track Who am I ? Bo Roc from The Dove Shack
This is the shack, this is how we act Caps I peel, flex my steel This is the shack, this is how we act Caps I peel, flex my steel