What If

Yeah, man

Do you ever sit and wonder sometimes

What if?

I mean, like, forreal though

I mean, sometimes I just sit and think to myself, like

What if?

I mean, that's a big question, right?

If "if" was a fifth, we'd all be fucked up

But what I really wanna know is:

What if?

(What if?)

We had a reckless motherfucker

That was king of west coast instead of big Snoop Dogg

(What if?)

We never had a nigga like Big P

From the Southside, nigga goin' "woof"

(What if?)

We never had a real woman

That could raise us and teach us, show us what the real was

(What if?)

We had to take it

If you didn't have Suga Free, motherfucker, you had to make it

Social media only ask the he-say, she-say shit

And where would I be without Tone, Pimp [?], and DJ Quik?

Act like you knew that

I'm glad I had somebody tell me

"Don't think with your dick, boy. Don't do that!"

Come on, you know me, man

I pimp on, I entertain, man

That's why I stay inside my [?] lane

I gotta be careful when I show you stuff

Cause these haters don't like you if you know too much

Yo, ow give it up if you like this

And you prefer the peace

And won't get mad if you don't have no one to fight with

We pull the cards around a phony

My sister told me, "Niggas act hard around they homies"

Because the West don't need no beef

We need our [?] and our roaches

And our Reres and our Monique

So stay prayed up, armor on, I got it

What if you talked to that man

And understood before you shot him?

(What if?)

The Bloods and the Crips was the same

And all niggas joined one gang

(What if?)

My granny wouldn't have died

Man, I probably wouldn't have been from the East side

(What if?)

You could do what you don't

And live how you motherfuckin' want, say that

(What if?)

A phony is a phony, a homie is a homie

And you know the big homie don't play that

Catch him, stick him

Rip it, ride it

La di da di, we shout out the party

The old me, the new you, you niggas tryna do me

You better off tryna do you

Boo hoo, voodoo, taboo

DP, GC, what it really do?

I educate when I illustrate

And those the words I be teachin', preachin'

To each and everyone

Never been a scary one

Always been a down ass nigga, clown ass nigga

Reppin' my city, [?]

Extra extraordinaire exceptionally

Never late, predicate, elevate, levitate

My nigga, I'm way too high to ever hate

Papa Snoop in my momma Beverly, heavenly

Thank God for ya'll havin' me, for real

(What if?)

The Bloods and the Crips was the same

And all niggas joined one gang

(What if?)

My granny wouldn't have died

Man, I probably wouldn't have been from the East side

(What if?)

You could do what you don't

And live how you motherfuckin' want, say that

(What if?)

We had a reckless motherfucker

That was king of west coast instead of big Snoop Dogg

(What if?)

We never had a nigga like Big P

From the Southside, nigga goin' "woof"

(What if?)

We never had a real woman

That could raise us and teach us, show us what the real was

(What if?)

We had to take it

If you didn't have Suga Free, motherfucker, you had to make it

(What if?)