Текст песни Tha Dogg Pound - I Don`t Like to Dream About Gettin Paid
Tha Dogg Pound - I Don`t Like to Dream About Gettin Paid слова песни
Verse One: Dat Nigga DazWorking LAtryin to get paid tha right waybut somehow the right way don`t payI`m comin home late every nightgotta struggle an fightwit tha baseheads on tha late night hypetryin to creep in tha housethrough tha cut for whatso I won`t be seen by none of the homiesbut tha homie Nate Dogg spots meand say Yo what`s happeninNo you don`t know me no morewhen ya pass me tha satinI said ah naw it ain`t like that GI`m trying to go straightand have a J-O-Byou need to quit that faggot ass jobthat`s what he saidshowed me his grip and took some satin to tha headDamn that nigga had at least two G`sand he was clockin it wit so much easeI told him I was gone so I`m headin in tha houseeverybody knocked outso I`m locked outI go back to tha front where my homies is hangin atthey offer me a cabby sack so I can start slangin datthey say you ain`t a hustlerI say don`t doubt it Hold dat thought and I`ll think about itbecauseChorus: Nate Dogg[I`ve been dreamin to long, to long, to long]I don`t like to dream about gettin paidVerse Two: Dat Nigga DazThe thought`s complete so let me take a seatsince I was born and raised on tha streetsI quit tha job I hadcaught myself a sackwent from a double of fifty into a ceno stackwithin a week but my peak wouldn`t reachI was gettin too known on tha north side of Long BeachNiggas got to trippin and I thought I heard itso I went to tha hoodon Twentieth and MurderI came up quick with some homies dat I knew from way way backand bid my sackor maybe it`s seven or was it eight hundred strongIn other words Daz had it goin onI bought myself a bucket That`s right a bucket bitchwho you fuck in my car on my dickMy lifeself switched a bitbut my attitude didn`tI told all my old bitches good riddancecos when you got money hoes come automaticallyand no hoes don`t do nothing but cause some static seeI went from khakis to guess braids to a fadeI`m not Special Ed but I had it madelivin tha life of a baller care freehavin bitches dyin to sleep wit me ya seeBut I went bankrupt from all the spending and gamblinbusiness was gettin slowand I wasn`t handlin mine tha way I was supposed toNow I`m broke and on a jack missionso don`t get close to tha D-P-G gang cause we scandalous when we brokeWe get tha doggs in in uswe get ta actin like someChorusVerse Three: Nate Dogg, KurruptLast night I had a dream felt so good it had to be me and my homies were gettin paidman oh man we had it madesome homies want to roll wit mesome homies claim insanitywell if you want to set trip I willif you don`t want to drop be stillDamn I can`t believe thisbut you can best believe thistodayI`m on another mission to get paidserve what I can serve right [right]so my pockets will stack upnigga don`t tripnigga back up [hold up]I gots to react off the first impulse I findbut my mama thinks I should take my timeand work for minesbut how much work would it takeand how much money would I makewaittheres somethin I gotta think aboutbut I ain`t got that much timemoms want a nigga out tha houseI ain`t gettin no youngerI`m only gettin olderI`m only thinking about what my mama told meNow I`m a Dogg Pound gangsta for lifeand the fact that I`m out to get paid twiceI ain`t nuttin nicedown to slang or pull a heistjack or break mutha fuckas on the diceThat`s realNow what should I doJust chill when it`s time to peel caps and adapt to killI`ve concealed tha concealed so I`ve maintained for tha salaryand my mentally is raw from tha doorI go hard from tha doorup against all oddsalways down to squabDogg Pound for lifeI survive til 95day after day makin hits wit D-A-Zta get paid yeah yeah yeahChorus