Working L.A., tryin' to get tha right way But the right way don't pay I'm home late every night gotta struggle an fight Wit' tha base heads on tha late hype Tryin' to creep in tha house tha cut for what So I won't be seen by none of the But tha homie Nate Dogg spots me and say Yo what's
No you know me no more when ya pass me tha satin' I said ah naw it ain't like G, I'm trying to go straight And have a J O B, you need to quit fagot ass job what he said Showed me his grip and some satin to tha head Damn that had at least two G's And he was clockin' it wit' so ease
I him I was gone so I'm headin' in tha house knocked out, so I'm locked out I go back to tha front where my is hangin' at offer me a cabby sack, so I can start slangin' dat They say you a hustler, I say don't doubt it Hold dat thought and I'll think it 'cause
I don't like to dream about paid I don't like to dream gettin' paid I don't like to dream about gettin' I don't like to dream about paid
The complete so let me take a seat Since I was and raised on tha streets I quit tha job I had myself a sack Went from a double of fifty a ceno stack Within' a but my peak wouldn't reach I was too known on tha north side of Long Beach Niggas got to and I thought I heard it So I went to tha hood on Twentieth and
I came up with some homies dat I knew from way, way back And bid my sack or maybe it's seven or was it eight hundred In other Daz had it goin' on, I bought myself a bucket That's a bucket bitch who you fuck in my car on my dick My life self switched a bit but my attitude I told all my old good riddance
'Cause you got money hoes come automatically And no don't do nothing but cause some static see I from khakis to guess braids to a fade I'm not Ed but I had it made Livin' tha life of a care free bitches dyin' to sleep wit me ya see
But I went bankrupt from all the spending and was gettin' 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' like
I like to dream about gettin' paid I don't like to dream about paid I don't like to dream gettin' paid I don't to dream about gettin' paid
night I had a dream felt so good it had to be Me and my were gettin' paid, man, oh, man we had it made Some homies want to roll wit' me, some homies insanity Well, if you to set trip I will, if you don't want to drop be still
Damn, I can't believe but you can best believe this today I'm on another mission to get paid serve what I can right So my pockets will stack up don't trip, nigga back up I gots to react off the first impulse I But my thinks I should take my time and work for mines But how much work it take and how much money would I make
Wait, somethin' I gotta think about But I ain't got that much time moms want a out tha house I gettin' no younger, I'm only gettin' older I'm only about what my mama told me Now I'm a Dogg gangsta for life And the fact that I'm out to get twice I ain't nuttin' nice Down to or pull a heist
Jack or break mutha on the dice, that's real Now what I do just chill it's time to peel caps and adapt to kill I've concealed tha concealed so maintained for tha salary And my mentally is raw tha door I go hard from tha door Up all odds always down to squab Dogg Pound for life I till 95 Day day makin' hits wit' D A Z Ta get paid yeah, yeah,
I don't like to dream about gettin' I don't like to dream about gettin' I don't like to about gettin' paid I don't to dream about gettin' paid
I like to dream about gettin' paid I don't like to about gettin' paid I don't like to about gettin' paid I don't like to about gettin' paid