1sinopse engraçado de Warren G de “Regular”

I saw this on Wiki­pe­dia a while ago, pode até ter sido um par de anos atrás, thanks to a friend’s link on face­book. It has since dis­ap­peared from wiki­pe­dia, que é uma vergonha, as it is a work of geni­us. I’ve repro­duced it here because of how much it made me chuckle. I’m afraid I have no idea who the ori­gin­al author was, mas se você acha que sabe, ou é o autor, please get in touch for cred­it.

Informações na pista Reg­u­late e os artistas War­ren G e Nate Dogg is avail­able on wiki­pe­dia.

Reg­u­late — Syn­op­sis

Em uma fria, noite clara (typ­ic­al to South­ern Cali­for­nia) War­ren G travels through his neigh­bour­hood, search­ing for women with whom he might ini­ti­ate sexu­al inter­course. He has chosen to engage in this pur­suit alone.

Nate Dogg, hav­ing just arrived in Long Beach, seeks War­ren. On his way to find War­ren, Nate passa um carro cheio de mulheres que são animado para vê-lo. Regard­less, he insists to the women that there is no cause for excite­ment.

War­ren makes a left turn at 21st Street and Lewis Ave, where he sees a group of young men enjoy­ing a game of dice togeth­er. Ele estaciona seu carro e os cumprimenta. Ele está animado para encontrar pessoas para jogar, but to his chag­rin, he dis­cov­ers they intend to relieve him of his mater­i­al pos­ses­sions. Once the hope­ful rob­bers reveal their fire­arms, War­ren real­izes he is in a less than favour­able pre­dic­a­ment.

Mean­while, Nate passa as mulheres, as they are low on his list of pri­or­it­ies. His primary con­cern is loc­at­ing War­ren. After curtly cast­ing away the strum­pets (whose interest in Nate was such that they crashed their auto­mobile), he serendip­it­ously stumbles upon his friend, War­ren G, being held up by the young miscre­ants.

War­ren, unaware that Nate is sur­repti­tiously observing the scene unfold, is in dis­be­lief that he’s being robbed. The per­pet­rat­ors have taken jew­ellery and a name brand design­er watch from War­ren, who is so incred­u­lous that he asks what else the rob­bers intend to steal. This is most likely a rhet­or­ic­al ques­tion.

Observing these unfor­tu­nate pro­ceed­ings, Nate real­izes that he may have to use his fire­arm to deliv­er his friend from harm.

The ten­sion cres­cendos as the rob­bers point their guns to Warren’s head. War­ren senses the grav­ity of his situ­ation. He can­not believe the events unfold­ing could hap­pen in his own neigh­bour­hood. As he ima­gines him­self in a fant­ast­ic­al escape, ele pega um vislumbre de seu amigo, Nate.

Nate has sev­en­teen cart­ridges to expend (six­teen resid­ing in the pistol’s magazine, with a sol­it­ary round placed in the cham­ber and ready to be fired) on the group of rob­bers, e ele usa muitos deles. After­wards, he gen­er­ously shares the cred­it for neut­ral­ising the situ­ation with War­ren, though it is clear that Nate did all of the dif­fi­cult work. Put­ting con­grat­u­la­tions aside, Nate quickly reminds him­self that he has com­mit­ted mul­tiple hom­icides to save War­ren before let­ting his friend know that there are females nearby if he wishes to for­nic­ate with them.

War­ren recalls that it was the prom­ise of cop­u­la­tion that coaxed him away from his pre­vi­ous activ­it­ies, and is thank­ful that Nate knows a way to sat­is­fy these urges.

Nate quickly finds the women who earli­er crashed their car on Nate’s account. He remarks to one that he is fond of her phys­ic­al appeal. a mulher, impressed by Nate’s singing abil­ity, asks that he and War­ren allow her and her friends to share trans­port­a­tion. Em breve, both friends are driv­ing with auto­mo­biles full of women to the East Side Motel, pre­sum­ably to con­sum­mate their flir­ta­tion in an orgy.

The third verse is more expos­it­ory, with War­ren and Nate explain­ing their G Funk music­al style. Nate dis­plays his bravado by claim­ing that indi­vidu­als with equi­val­ent know­ledge could not even attempt to approach his level of lyr­ic­al mas­tery. Ele também observa que, se qualquer terceiro fuma como ele faz, they would find them­selves in a state of intox­ic­a­tion daily (from Nate’s oth­er works, it can be inferred that the sub­stance ref­er­enced is marijuana). Nate con­cludes his delin­eation of the night by issu­ing a vague threat to “busters,” sug­gest­ing that he and War­ren will fur­ther “reg­u­late” any poten­tial incid­ents in the future (pre­sum­ably by enga­ging their enemies with small arms fire).

 

Ori­gin­al Lyr­ics

[Intro — Sampled from Armas jovens]
Reg­u­lat­ors
we reg­u­late any steal­ing of his prop­erty
estamos muito bom também
Mas você não pode ser todo o geek fora da rua,
Tem que ser acessível com o aço, se você sabe o que quero dizer, ganhar seu sustento!

[War­ren G]
REGULADORES!!! MOUNT UP!

[War­ren G]
Foi uma noite negra clara, uma lua branca clara
War­ren G was on the streets, try­ing to con­sume
algumas saias de véspera, para que eu possa obter algum funk
jus’ rol­lin in my ride, chil­lin all alone

[Nate Dogg]
Just hit the East­side of the LBC
on a mis­sion try­ing to find Mr. War­ren G.
Visto um carro cheio de meninas não há necessidade de ajustar
todos vocês, saias saber o que se passa com 213

[War­ren G]
Então eu ganchos à esquerda na 2 1 e Lewis
some brothas shoot­in dice so I said “Let’s do this”
Pulei o passeio, and said “What’s up?”
some brothas pulled some gats so I said “I’m stuck.”

[Nate Dogg]
Since these girls peep­in me I’m a glide and swerve
these hook­ers look­in so hard they straight hit the curb
Won’tcha think of bet­ter things than some horny tricks
I see my homey and some suck­ers all in his mix

[War­ren G]
I’m get­tin jacked, Eu estou quebrando-me
I can’t believe they tak­ing Warren’s wealth
eles levaram meus anéis, eles levaram o meu Rolex
I looked at the brotha said “Damn, Qual é o próximo?”

[Nate Dogg]
Eles a minha acolhedor cercado e eles todo
ain’t none of them see­ing if they going straight pound for pound
Eles querem vir bem rápido antes de começar a fazer palhaçadas
I melhor retirar a minha cinta e colocá-los para baixo busters

[War­ren G]
Eles tem armas para a cabeça
Eu acho que estou indo para baixo
I can’t believe this hap­pen­in in my own town
Se eu tivesse asas voaria
let me con­tem­plate
Olhei no corte e eu ver o meu caseiro Nate

[Nate Dogg]
Six­teen in the clip and one in the hole
Nate Dogg is about to make some bod­ies turn cold
now they drop­pin and yel­lin
é um pouquinho tarde
Nate Dogg and War­ren G had to reg­u­late

[Nate Dogg]
Eu coloquei todas aquelas busters para baixo
Eu deixei minha gat explodir
now I’m switch­ing my mind back into freak mode
se você quiser saias sentar e observar
Acabei de deixar um grupo de pessoas com mais de lá no meio-fio

[War­ren G]
Agora Nate tem os loucos
e isso é um fato conhecido
antes de me levantado eu estava na mesma pista
backup de back-up porque é em
N A T E e me
the War­ren to the G

[Nate Dogg]
Assim como eu pensava
eles estavam no mesmo lugar
in need of some des­per­ate help
o Nate Dogg e do G-criança
were in need of some­thing else
Um deles dames era sexy como o inferno
I said “ooo I like your size.”
she said “my car’s broke down and you seem real nice,
seria ya deixe-me andar?”
Eu tenho um carro cheio de meninas e vai inchar reais
the next stop is the East­side Motel

[War­ren G]
I’m tweak­ing
em toda uma nova era
G-Funk
passo a esta
Eu ouso ya
Funk
em um nível totalmente novo

[Nate Dogg]
o ritmo é o baixo eo baixo é o treble

[War­ren G]
Chords
Cordas
Nós traz
Melodia
G-Funk
onde o ritmo é a vida
ea vida é ritmo

[Nate Dogg]
Se você sabe como eu sei
você não quer passo a este
É a era G-Funk
funked out with a gang­sta twist
se você fuma como eu fumo
then you high like every­day
e se o seu burro é um buster
213 will reg­u­late

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gravatarRamsey Marcas

They should recite this in the morn­ing before school assembly. It’s that power­ful.

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