[Ice Consider an invitation, to my Gangsta Nation
Dogg]
Na na na na na na na na (Westside) Na na na na na na na na (ohh ohh) Na na na na na na na na (what what) Na na na na na na na na Na na na na na na na na (yea) Na na na na na na na na Na na na na na na na na Na na na na na na na na
{NATE This GAME right is rough as fuck hoes out here about the bucks These fools out here afraid to I have no fear, of what And in years I'm comin' up Fools talk loud but don't run up When we through they'd run it up We right here so what the fuck
{West Side nigga I'm tired of these niggas barkin shit talkin' like shit From the concrete when they chalkin' like And there he and a trick pose and a throw back Holdin' a gat ain't gonna and know that a dub (W) S C thang dub C brain And we fuck with niggas and khaki jeans strains I'm fucked movin' I'm clearin' the the who bangin' bandana cri-mi-ni-mi-nal The
Evacuate the building here come a plane No it's the bad ass Westside Connect And what you plain nigga this who bang enough game to drive a swear bitch insane And we one gunners no we ain't stunners real with us homie, killaz and drug runners And Mack need a now in a H2 Hummer Lookin hotter than a L.A. summer go
This game right is rough as fuck These hoes out here about the These fools out here afraid to I have no fear, of what And in years I'm comin' up Fools talk loud but don't run up When we come through run it up We still right here so the fuck
What the fuck is Ice talkin' about? That's how you get these nuts parked in you bitch, the same old shit I don't conversate with i aint gon' get I don't holla at hoes that sing like Ashanti Body like Beyonce, face like (uhhh) bitch You kinda But I'm so my Andre got to be bomb rate
you seen us, naw Haters see us Connect we the G'est nigga Countless and countless charges niggas makin blunts out of Cuban cigars Big by the linnas sip notic by the With a flock of on us cause the cronic is a grennes And to my G's incarcerated and on I'ma stay bagin for the G Nation nigga
{N. Dogg
a Gangsta Nation if you in you a G And the world influence by the C in the sea Now tell the truth rappers you don't like me Cause I'm really the gang ya'll is industry And while I'm up and comin' young hustlers and cluckers for the hood causin havic and ruckus You fools label kissin up ass suckers And trick solder down when you piss muthafucka
[I.C] One thing I do I ain't the uno Big puno rap sumo on (you know) I'd like to the congregation In my to the Gangsta Nation I'm on them, yeah I'm ruthless You like a sick pussy, nigga you You know the trick, better get up on it Cause it must be a single Nate Dogg singin' on it
Look this out man We got a Gangsta Nation down over here So ya'll as well say fuck it And this Westside thang man 'Cause once you get this you as G as can muthakuckin be Believe' that It's like Fred Red, I'd tell you homey It ain't a hit till Dogg spit ( na na na na na na na na in backround)
Na na na na na na na na Na na na na na na na na Na na na na na na na na Na na na na na na na na (Consider an invitation, to my Gangsta Nation) Na na na na na na na na Na na na na na na na na Na na na na na na na na Na na na na na na na na