Myltiply [ En Duo Avec Nate Dogg ] Testo

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Testo Myltiply [ En Duo Avec Nate Dogg ]


I've beeeeen this way and I can't stop (ah)

Hands on the ball and I won't drop (no)

Half-assed rhymes that you can't watch (no)

It ain't cause I want to it's cause I got-ta

Get it Crip while the gettin is good

before the game is 10% skill and 90% Hollywood

I don't need that, I don't believe that

E'rybody gon' get hurt, if I do dirt

I flirt with the idea of quittin' the game
Nah!! I'ma evolve continue to change

It take brains, balls and backbones to get it on

and keep it on, we keepin it movin, to each his own

So I spit about it, whatever I feel about it

I'm just bein real about it; X get hot nigga forget about it

Speech don't failllll me now

Dedicated to the enemies and friends that hold me down

[Chorus: Nate Dogg]

(We) back on line (We) came to ride

(We) deal (We) stack (We) multiply

(We) stay on the grind (Until) we die

And back for mo', cause we can't get enough


Above the rest, accept no less

Go ahead, check the game, be my guest

Somethin brand new and heavy to get off my chest

Win time after time 'til there ain't none left

Hardhat, punch the clock, back to work
I'm bigger, stronger, faster, built to hurt

everybody and anybody who come to my party

like they ready to get roudy and touch somebody

Who's that nigga y'all came to see? "X!"

Often imitated, but cannot be, "X!"

What's next, collect respect like paychecks

Straight to the bank with my bitch and have safe sex

What do you believe in? I believe in

seizin the moment, livin and dyin to spit with a vengeance

Here for redemption - been around forever

Y'all cats were just too blind to listen


[Nate Dogg]

It ain't my fault.. we keep droppin hits

And you can't spit like this, so I'm takin yo' bitch

It ain't shit changed.. we gon' bang like this

And I'm drinkin this fifth, we still don't take no shit


I got a "Sixth Sense," that tells me you ain't worth six cents

I'm sick with my sixth sense

Whattup Doc? I'm gettin down to business

Crooked ass the cops to the Rampart district

Loose yourself in the music, move it or lose it

Abuse it, let's booze it, please don't confuse it with the

next man, it's the X Man rollin

Stand firm, solid as the ground I'm holdin

Make mine +Golden+, permanent +State+ issue

Stacked with the wealth that you can't take witchu

Long range missile, if we got issues

I'ma squeeze this shit and nobody gon' miss you

I'ma keep swingin 'til the medics come get you

We busy, stay off my line, you can't get through

Peep the design from the mastermind

Yo Dre, bring that shit back one more time!

[Chorus - repeat 2X]