I Dont Like to Dream About Gettin Paid

<br>Verse one: dat nigga daz<br><br><br><br>Working la<br><br>Tryin to get paid tha right way<br><br>But somehow the right way dont pay<br><br>Im comin home late every night<br><br>Gotta struggle an fight<br><br>Wit tha baseheads on tha late night hype<br><br>Tryin to creep in tha house<br><br>Through tha cut<br><br>For what<br><br>So I wont be seen by none of the homies<br><br>But tha homie nate dogg spots me<br><br>And say yo whats happenin<br><br>No you dont know me no more<br><br>When ya pass me tha satin<br><br>I said ah naw it aint like that g<br><br>Im trying to go straight<br><br>And have a j-o-b<br><br>You need to quit that faggot ass job<br><br>Thats what he said<br><br>Showed me his grip and took some satin to tha head<br><br>Damn that nigga had at least two gs<br><br>And he was clockin it wit so much ease<br><br>I told him I was gone so Im headin in tha house<br><br>Everybody knocked out<br><br>So Im locked out<br><br>I go back to tha front<br><br>Where my homies is hangin at<br><br>They offer me a cabby sack<br><br>So I can start slangin dat<br><br>They say you aint a hustler<br><br>I say dont doubt it<br><br>Hold dat thought<br><br>And Ill think about it<br><br>Because<br><br><br><br>Chorus: nate dogg<br><br><br><br>[ive been dreamin to long, to long, to long]<br><br>I dont like to dream about gettin paid<br><br><br><br>Verse two: dat nigga daz<br><br><br><br>The thoughts complete so let me take a seat<br><br>Since I was born and raised on tha streets<br><br>I quit tha job I had<br><br>Caught myself a sack<br><br>Went from a double of fifty into a ceno stack<br><br>Within a week but my peak wouldnt reach<br><br>I was gettin too known on tha north side of long beach<br><br>Niggas got to trippin and I thought I heard it<br><br>So I went to tha hood<br><br>On twentieth and murder<br><br>I came up quick with some homies dat I knew from way way back<br><br>And bid my sack<br><br>Or maybe its seven<br><br>Or was it eight hundred strong<br><br>In other words daz had it goin on<br><br>I bought myself a bucket<br><br>Thats right a bucket bitch<br><br>Who you fuck in my car on my dick<br><br>My lifeself switched a bit<br><br>But my attitude didnt<br><br>I told all my old bitches good riddance<br><br>Cos when you got money hoes come automatically<br><br>And no hoes dont do nothing but cause some static see<br><br>I went from khakis to guess braids to a fade<br><br>Im not special ed but I had it made<br><br>Livin tha life of a baller care free<br><br>Havin bitches dyin to sleep wit me ya see<br><br>But I went bankrupt from all the spending and gamblin<br><br>Business was gettin slow<br><br>And I wasnt handlin<br><br>Mine tha way I was supposed to<br><br>Now Im broke and on a jack mission<br><br>So dont get close to<br><br>Tha d-p-g gang cause we scandalous when we broke<br><br>We get tha doggs in in us<br><br>We get ta actin like some<br><br><br><br>Chorus<br><br><br><br>Verse three: nate dogg, kurrupt<br><br><br><br>Last night I had a dream<br><br>Felt so good it had to be<br><br>Me and my homies were gettin paid<br><br>Man oh man we had it made<br><br>Some homies want to roll wit me<br><br>Some homies claim insanity<br><br>Well if you want to set trip I will<br><br>If you dont want to drop be still<br><br><br><br>Damn<br><br>I cant believe this<br><br>But you can best believe this<br><br>Today<br><br>Im on another mission to get paid<br><br>Serve what I can serve right [right]<br><br>So my pockets will stack up<br><br>Nigga dont trip<br><br>Nigga back up [hold up]<br><br>I gots to react off the first impulse I find<br><br>But my mama thinks I should take my time<br><br>And work for mines<br><br>But how much work would it take<br><br>And how much money would I make<br><br>Wait<br><br>Theres somethin I gotta think about<br><br>But I aint got that much time<br><br>Moms want a nigga out tha house<br><br>I aint gettin no younger<br><br>Im only gettin older<br><br>Im only<br><br>Thinking about what my mama told me<br><br>Now Im a dogg pound gangsta for life<br><br>And the fact that Im out to get paid twice<br><br>I aint nuttin nice<br><br>Down to slang or pull a heist<br><br>Jack or break mutha fuckas on the dice<br><br>Thats real<br><br>Now what should I do<br><br>Just chill when its time to peel caps and adapt to kill<br><br>Ive concealed tha concealed<br><br>So Ive maintained for tha salary<br><br>And my mentally is raw from tha door<br><br>I go hard from tha door<br><br>Up against all odds<br><br>Always down to squab<br><br>Dogg pound for life<br><br>I survive til 95<br><br>Day after day makin hits wit d-a-z<br><br>Ta get paid yeah yeah yeah<br><br><br><br>Chorus