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tha dogg pound - i don't like to dream about gettin paid lyrics

[verse 1: dat n-gga daz]
working la
tryin to get paid tha right way
but somehow the right way don’t pay
i’m comin home late every night
gotta struggle and fight
wit tha baseheads on tha late night hype
tryin to creep in tha house
through tha cut, for what?
so i won’t be seen by none of the homies, but
tha homie nate dogg spots me and say “yo, what’s happenin’?
oh, you don’t know me no more”, and p-ssed me tha satin
i said “ah naw, it ain’t like that, g
i’m trying to go straight and have a j-o-b”
“you need to quit that f-ggot -ss job”, that’s what he said
showed me his grip and took some satin to tha head
d-mn that n-gga had at least two g’s
and he was clockin it wit so much ease
i told him i was gone so i’m headin in tha house
everybody knocked out, so i’m locked out
i go back to tha front where my homies is hangin at
they offer me a cavi sack so i can start slangin dat
they say “you ain’t a hustler,” i say “don’t doubt it
hold dat thought and i’ll think about it because…”

[chorus: nate dogg]
[i’ve been dreamin too long, too long, too long]
i don’t like to dream about gettin paid

[verse 2: dat n-gga daz]
the thought’s complete so let me take a seat
since i was born and raised on tha streets
i quit tha job i had and cop myself a sack
went from a double of fifty into a c-note stack
within a week but my peak wasn’t reached
i was gettin too known on tha north side of long beach
n-ggas got to trippin and i thought i heard it
so i went to tha hood on 20th and myrtle
i came up quick with some homies dat i knew from way way back
and bid my sack
or maybe it’s seven, or was it eight hundred strong?
in other words daz had it goin on
i bought myself a bucket, that’s right, a bucket, b-tch
who you f-ckin’, my car or my d-ck?
my lifestyle switched a bit but my att-tude didn’t
i told all my old b-tches good riddance
’cause when you got money hoes come automatically
and old hoes don’t do nothing but cause some static, see
i went from khakis to guess, braids to a fade
i’m not special ed but i had it made
livin tha life of a baller care free
havin b-tches dyin to sleep wit me ya see
but i went bankrupt from all the spending and gamblin
business was gettin slow, and i wasn’t handlin
mine tha way i was supposed to
now i’m broke and on a jack mission, so don’t get close to
tha dpg gang ’cause we scandalous when we broke
we get tha doggs in us and we get ta actin like locs

[chorus: nate dogg]
[i’ve been dreamin too long, too long, too long]
i don’t like to dream about gettin paid

[bridge: nate dogg]
last night i had a dream
felt so good it had to be
me and my homies were gettin paid
man oh man, we had it made
some homies want to roll wit me
some homies claim insanity
well if you want to set trip i will
if you don’t want to drop be still

[verse 3: kurupt]
d-mn, i can’t believe this
but you can best believe this day
i’m on another mission to get paid
serve what i can serve, right? [right]
so my pockets will stack up
n-gga, don’t trip, n-gga, back up [hold up]
i gots to react off the first impulse i find
but my mama thinks i should take my time
and work for mines
but how much work would it take
and how much money would i make
wait
theres somethin i gotta think about
but i ain’t got that much time
moms want a n-gga out tha house
i ain’t gettin no younger, i’m only gettin older
i’m only, thinking about what my mama told me
now i’m a dogg pound gangsta for life
and the fact that i’m out to get paid twice
i ain’t nuttin nice
down to slang or pull a heist
jack or break m-th-f-ckas on the dice
that’s real
now what should i do
just chill when it’s time to peel caps and adapt to k!ll
i’ve concealed tha concealed
so i’ve maintained for tha salary
and my mentally is raw from tha door
i go hard from tha door
up against all odds
always down to squab
dogg pound for life
i survived ’til 95, day after day
makin hits wit d-a-z ta get paid, n-gga, yeah

[chorus]

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