I Don't Like To Dream About Gettin Paid

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Tha Dogg Pound is a rap group made up of Daz Dillinger and Kurupt. They were signed to Death Row Records in their early careers and were key to the label's success. The group made their 1992 rap debut on Dr. Dre's The Chronic, on various songs. They also appeared on Snoop Dogg's debut album Doggystyle, and the Death Row soundtracks Murder Was The Case and Above The Rim. Their debut album Dogg Food was released in 1995. It was another addition to the controversy of hardcore hip hop due to the sexual and violent lyrics and went on to sell two million albums. more »

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Workin' at luggage
Tryna get paid the right way 
But somehow the right way don't pay 
I'm comin home' late every night 
Gotta struggle and fight 
With the baseheads on the late night hype 
Tryin' to creep in the house 
Through the cut for what?
So I won't be seen by none of the homies 
But the homie Nate Dogg spots me 
And say, "Yo what's happenin' 
Oh, you don't know me no more 
Went and passed me the satin"
I said, "Ah, nah, it ain't like that G 
I'm tryin' to go straight and have a J-O-B "
"You need to quit that faggot ass job," that's what he said 
Showed me his grip and took some satin to the head 
Damn, that nigga 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 the house 
Everybody knocked out 
So I'm locked out 
I go back to the front where my homies is hangin' at 
They offer me a cabby sack so I can start slangin' dat 
They say, "You ain't a hustler" 
I say, "Don't doubt it"
Hold that thought and I'll think about it 

(I've been dreamin' to long, to long, to long)
Because 
I don't like to dream about gettin' paid 
(I've been dreamin' to long, to long, to long) 
I don't like to dream about gettin' paid 
(I've been dreamin' to long, to long, to-) 
I don't like to dream about gettin' paid
(I've been dreamin' to long, to long, to long) 
I don't like to dream about gettin' paid
(I've been dreamin' to long) 

The thought's complete so let me take a seat 
Since I was born and raised on the streets 
I quit the job I had and caught myself a sack 
Went from a double of fifties into a c-note stack 
Within a week, but my peak wouldn't reach 
I was gettin' too known on the north side of Long Beach 
Niggas got to trippin' and I thought I heard it 
So I went to the hood on Twentieth and Murder 
I came up quick with some homies dat I knew from way way back 
And bid my sack 
Or maybe it was 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 bitch 
Who you f*ck in my car on my dick 
My lifestyle switched a bit but my attitude didn't 
I told all my old bitches good riddance 
'Cause when you got money hoes come automatically 
And no hoes don't do nothin' 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' the life of a baller care free 
Have bitches dyin' to sleep wit me ya see 
But I went bankrupt from all the spendin' and gamblin' 
Business was gettin' slow and I wasn't handlin'
Mine the way that I was supposed to 
Now I'm broke and on a jack mission so don't get close to 
The D-P-G gang 'cause we scandalous when we broke 
We get the Doggs in us then we get to actin like so

(I've been dreamin' to long, to long, to long) 
I don't like to dream about gettin' paid 
(I've been dreamin' to long, to long, to long) 
I don't like to dream about gettin' paid 
(I've been dreamin' to long, to long, to-) 
I don't like to dream about gettin' paid
(I've been dreamin' to long, to long, to long) 
I don't like to dream about gettin' paid

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 wanna roll wit' me 
Some homies claim insanity 
Well if you wanna set trip I will 
If you don't wanna drop be still 
Damn, I can't believe this 
But you can best believe this 
Today, I'm on another mission to get paid 
Serve what I can serve right (right) 
So my pockets will stack up 
Nigga don't trip, nigga, 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 
There's somethin' that I gotta think about 
But I ain't got that much time 
Moms want a nigga out the house 
I ain't gettin' no younger, I'm only gettin' older 
I'm only thinkin' 'bout 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 nothin' nice 
Down to slang or pull a heist 
Jack or break motherfuckas on the dice, that's real 
Now what should I do just chill 
When it's time to peel caps and adapt to kill?
Unconcealed, unconcealed 
So I've maintained for the salary 
And my mentally is raw from the door 
I go hard from the door 
Up against all odds 
Always down to squab Dogg, Pound for life 
I survive 'til '95 
Day after day makin' hits wit D-A-Z to get paid, yeah-yeah-yeah 

(I've been dreamin' to long, to long, to long) 
I don't like to dream about gettin' paid 
(I've been dreamin' to long, to long, to long) 
I don't like to dream about gettin' paid 
(I've been dreamin' to long, to long, to-) 
I don't like to dream about gettin' paid
(I've been dreamin' to long, to long, to long) 
I don't like to dream about gettin' paid
(I've been dreamin' to long, to long, to long) 
I don't like to dream about gettin' paid
(I've been dreamin' to long, to long, to long) 
I don't like to dream about gettin' paid
(I've been dreamin' to long, to long, to-) 
I don't like to dream about gettin' paid
(I've been dreamin' to long, to long, to long) 
I don't like to dream about gettin' paid

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