What’s Wrong Warren G (Ft. Black Nicc & Travis Barker)

[Verse one: Halla]
Halla, listen

My cousin got 15, he was only 18
Cops hopping out like they the A-Team
Chilly in the projects, picturing that rock
Same old old head sitting on the block
I was wild as a ghetto child
Mean mugging out, used to had a kool-aid smile
Tuesday night, we came up to the ring with the heaters
Fight broke out they let it out on tweeters
So momma say, Halla, take care of your kids
And never do dirt and business where you live
Stress give niggers more reasons to get high
And hit the thing once and swear to god they could fly, bye
I'm off to the turf if they let me
He game bring the hood like the set going to accept me
It's all in the day of the life from where I'm from
I'm not a statistic, cause I made twenty-one

[Hook]
What's wrong, What's wrong
What's wrong, What's wrong
I think I need to ask somebody
I need to ask my uncle Marvin
What's wrong, What's wrong
What's wrong, What's wrong
I need to ask somebody