Working L.A., tryin' to get tha right way But somehow the right way pay I'm comin' home late every gotta struggle an fight Wit' tha base heads on tha late hype Tryin' to creep in tha through tha cut for what So I won't be seen by of the homies But tha homie Nate Dogg spots me and say Yo what's
No you don't know me no more when ya me tha satin' I said ah naw it ain't like G, I'm trying to go straight And a J O B, you need to quit that fagot ass job what he said Showed me his grip and took some to tha head Damn nigga had at least two G's And he was it wit' so much ease
I told him I was gone so I'm in tha house Everybody knocked out, so I'm out I go to tha front where my homies is hangin' at They me a cabby sack, so I can start slangin' dat They say you ain't a hustler, I say don't it Hold dat thought and think about it 'cause
I like to dream about gettin' paid I don't like to about gettin' paid I don't like to dream about gettin' I like to dream about gettin' paid
The thought's complete so let me take a Since I was born and on tha streets I quit tha job I had caught myself a Went from a double of fifty into a ceno Within' a week but my peak wouldn't I was gettin' too known on tha side of Long Beach Niggas got to and I thought I heard it So I went to tha on Twentieth and Murder
I came up quick with homies dat I knew from way, way back And bid my sack or maybe it's seven or was it hundred strong In other words Daz had it goin' on, I myself a bucket That's right a bucket bitch who you fuck in my car on my My life self switched a bit but my didn't I told all my old bitches good
'Cause when you got money hoes come And no hoes don't do but cause some static see I went from khakis to guess to a fade I'm not Ed but I had it made tha life of a baller care free Havin' bitches dyin' to wit me ya see
But I bankrupt from all the spending and gamblin' Business was slow and I wasn't handlin' Mine tha way I was to Now I'm broke and on a jack mission so get close to Tha D P G gang 'cause we when we broke We get tha doggs in us we get ta actin' some
I don't to dream about gettin' paid I don't like to about gettin' paid I don't like to dream gettin' paid I don't like to dream about gettin'
Last night I had a dream so good it had to be Me and my were gettin' paid, man, oh, man we had it made homies want to roll wit' me, some homies claim insanity Well, if you to set trip I will, if you don't want to drop be still
Damn, I believe this but you can best believe this today I'm on another mission to get paid serve what I can right So my will stack up nigga don't trip, nigga back up I gots to off the first impulse I find But my mama thinks I should take my and work for mines But how much work would it and how much money would I make
Wait, theres somethin' I gotta think But I ain't got that much moms want a nigga out tha house I ain't gettin' no younger, I'm gettin' older I'm only thinking about what my told me Now I'm a Pound gangsta for life And the fact that I'm out to get twice I ain't nuttin' nice to slang or pull a heist
Jack or break mutha fuckas on the dice, that's Now what should I do chill When it's time to caps and adapt to kill I've concealed tha so I've maintained for tha salary And my mentally is raw from tha door I go from tha door Up against all odds always to squab Pound for life I survive till 95 Day after day makin' wit' D A Z Ta get yeah, yeah, yeah
I don't like to dream gettin' paid I don't like to dream about gettin' I don't like to dream about gettin' I don't like to dream about gettin'
I don't to dream about gettin' paid I don't to dream about gettin' paid I don't like to dream gettin' paid I like to dream about gettin' paid