Créditos

AUSFÜHRENDE KÜNSTLER:INNEN
Shade Sheist
Shade Sheist
Stimme und Gesang
Kurupt
Kurupt
Stimme und Gesang
Nate Dogg
Nate Dogg
Stimme und Gesang
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
R. Brown
R. Brown
Komponist:in
Eddie Berkeley
Eddie Berkeley
Komponist:in
Keir Lamont Gist
Keir Lamont Gist
Komponist:in
Bobby Kimball
Bobby Kimball
Komponist:in
David Paich
David Paich
Komponist:in
T. Thompson
T. Thompson
Texte
Nathaniel Hale
Nathaniel Hale
Komponist:in
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
Evren Goknar
Evren Goknar
Mastering-Ingenieur:in
Mike Schlesinger
Mike Schlesinger
Mischtechniker:in
Eddie Berkeley
Eddie Berkeley
Produzent:in
Kay Gee
Kay Gee
Produzent:in
Damizza
Damizza
Co-Produzent:in

Letras

[Verse 1]
This is where I wanna be
Right here with my loved ones
Smokin' on some weed
You've got chronic, won't you light it up?
[Verse 2]
Now who's that kickin' in the gate for the West?
Shade pop with flows that seep holes in your vest
Half **** with the words
Half run up in your spot to talk shit
Where I'm from, we prone to lick shots
Now Dogg Pound gangsters put me up on game
Now that I'm here, a lot of shit gon' change
Mister quick to buy a chain, mister let the chain hang
Showin' off to broads, I'm mister quick to get to bang
Now you might catch Sheist gettin' bent in every coast
Still the **** with the heat, gettin' rid of every coat
Still fuckin' with Ms., we run triz when we bored
And you know I got to ask, twenty's, what they hittin' for?
See me if you wanna score 'cause I got what you need
Or you can see me at the club, tinted SUV
Gettin' in for free, I'm 'bout to make my name known
Sheist pull a heist in this bitch just to get it on, what?
[Verse 3]
This is where I wanna be
Right here with my loved ones
Smokin' on some weed
You've got chronic, won't you light it up?
[Verse 4]
Check this out
You see, how I figure this thing
We can all take over this game
If we come together, do this shit right
We can all have a piece of the pie
You know how I figured this out
I just took a little trip down South
Soon as I set foot off the plane
It was just like a family thing
[Verse 5]
You know the gangsta's hard to deceive
So I, I took a little trip to the East
I'm not slow so I can't wait for the game
I'm not broke so I'm in bulletproof everything
When I touch down it ain't like I think
They ain't trippin' off nothin' but bank
So I quickly dispose of my shank
If we ain't got us, ****, where could we hang?
[Verse 6]
This is where I wanna be
Right here with my loved ones
Smokin' on some weed
You've got chronic, won't you light it up?
[Verse 7]
Yeah, show me somethin' I ain't never seen
I step in the house party with a gangster lean
Dogg Pound Gangstas, we strikin' back again
Ready to ride in the 'lac again
Givin' it up for T-Boz and Mack 10 for doin' it
This ain't nothin' but a gangsta reunion
New York and California, the places to be
Nate Dogg and Kurupt broadcast for free
We at the Dogg House, where the dogs at?
You wanna get with me, baby? Meet me in the back
Young Damion Young, this is number two
Ridin' out, way we doin' what we wanna do
[Verse 8]
This is where I wanna be
Right here with my loved ones
Smokin' on some weed
You've got chronic, won't you light it up?
[Verse 9]
This is where I wanna be
Right here with my loved ones
Smokin' on some weed
You've got chronic, won't you light it up?
[Verse 10]
This is where I wanna be
Right here with my loved ones
Smokin' on some weed
You've got chronic, won't you light it up?
[Verse 11]
This is where I wanna be
Right here with my loved ones
Smokin' on some weed
Written by: Bobby Kimball, David Paich, Eddie Berkeley, Keir Lamont Gist, N. Hale, Nathaniel Dwayne Hale, R. Brown, T. Thompson
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