Working L.A., tryin' to get paid tha way But somehow the right way pay I'm comin' late every night gotta struggle an fight Wit' tha base heads on tha night hype Tryin' to creep in tha house through tha cut for So I be seen by none of the homies But tha homie Nate Dogg me and say Yo what's happenin'
No you don't know me no more when ya me tha satin' I said ah naw it ain't that G, I'm trying to go straight And have a J O B, you to quit that fagot ass job what he said Showed me his grip and some satin to tha head Damn that nigga had at two G's And he was clockin' it wit' so much
I told him I was so I'm headin' in tha house Everybody knocked out, so I'm out I go back to tha where my homies is hangin' at They offer me a cabby sack, so I can start dat say you ain't a hustler, I say don't doubt it Hold dat thought and think about it 'cause
I don't to dream about gettin' paid I don't to dream about gettin' paid I don't like to dream about paid I don't like to dream about gettin'
The thought's complete so let me a seat Since I was born and on tha streets I quit tha job I had caught myself a Went from a double of into a ceno stack Within' a but my peak wouldn't reach I was gettin' too known on tha side of Long Beach Niggas got to and I thought I heard it So I to tha hood on Twentieth and Murder
I came up with some homies dat I knew from way, way back And bid my sack or maybe seven or was it eight hundred strong In other words Daz had it goin' on, I bought a bucket right 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 bitches riddance
when you got money hoes come automatically And no hoes don't do nothing but cause static see I went from to guess braids to a fade I'm not Ed but I had it made Livin' tha life of a baller free Havin' bitches dyin' to wit me ya see
But I went from all the spending and gamblin' Business was gettin' slow and I handlin' Mine tha way I was to Now I'm broke and on a jack mission so don't get to Tha D P G gang we scandalous when we broke We get tha doggs in us we get ta actin' some
I like to dream about gettin' paid I don't like to about gettin' paid I don't like to dream about gettin' I don't like to dream about paid
Last night I had a dream so good it had to be Me and my homies were gettin' paid, man, oh, man we had it Some homies want to roll wit' me, some claim insanity Well, if you want to set trip I will, if you don't want to drop be
Damn, I believe this but you can best believe this today I'm on another to get paid serve what I can serve right So my pockets will stack up don't trip, nigga back up I gots to react off the first impulse I But my mama thinks I should take my and work for mines But how much work would it take and how money would I make
Wait, theres somethin' I gotta about But I ain't got that much time moms want a out tha house I ain't gettin' no younger, I'm only older I'm only thinking what my mama told me Now I'm a Dogg gangsta for life And the fact that I'm out to get paid I ain't nuttin' nice to slang or pull a heist
Jack or break fuckas on the dice, that's real Now what I do just chill When time to peel caps and adapt to kill I've concealed tha concealed so I've maintained for tha And my mentally is raw from tha door I go hard from tha Up all odds always down to squab Dogg for life I survive till 95 Day after day makin' hits D A Z Ta get paid yeah, yeah,
I like to dream about gettin' paid I don't like to dream about gettin' I don't like to dream about paid 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 dream gettin' paid