Nate Dogg feat. Fabolous Keep It Real Lyrics

Nate Dogg Track Listing
  • 1 I Need a Bitch
  • 2 Bad Girls
  • 3 Get Up
  • 4 Keep It Real
  • 5 Leave Her Alone
  • 6 Hide It
  • 7 Round and Round
  • 8 Gott Damn Shame
  • 9 There She Goes
  • 10 Somebody Like Me
  • 11 Interlude 1
  • 12 I Got Game
  • 13 All Night Long
  • 14 Next Boyfriend
  • 15 The Hard Way
  • 16 Interlude 2
  • 17 Right Back Where You
  • [Chorus: Lil' Mo & Nate Dogg]
    A gangsta's for every day
    So make sure that you keep it, G-A-N-G-S-T-A
    And now that I know the game
    I'll make sure that I keep it, G-A-N-G-S-T-A

    [Nate Dogg]
    Me and the ghetto where the poor people hang
    Please pay attention they do ghettoish things
    One out of three, yep a third of 'em bang
    The other ************s they be slanging that cane
    Always out for money 'cause the money's the game
    East side homey it's a Long Beach thang
    You heard me right ***** this is DPG
    With the superwoman standin' claimin' CPT

    [Lil' Mo]
    I-I, promise I'ma keep it G
    Rep my south team, hands in the street
    Recognize game, and they recognise me
    'Cause a G like me comes naturally
    Tho-ose, haters try to hate on me
    But they got no choice but to do right by me
    There's no way o' dividin' me
    'Cause my OG's in the streets gon' ride for me
    I-I, promise to do ghetto things
    'Cause I'm the closest thing to ghetto in this industry
    That's why I be chillin' when it's 90 degrees
    While ya keep **** poppin' how I ride this beat
    And people always saying to me
    How can I tell I'm really a G?
    'Cause an OG told a gangsta
    A gangsta told a player
    A player told Nate
    And Nate just said to me


    Nate Dogg reppin'
    (Look!) X to the Z

    I'm shifty, versus runnin' a buck 50
    Tryin' to get large enough bank to get Britney
    I'ma do Britney like Bobby did Whitney
    **** her whole life off, donate my kidney (Yeah!)
    Wake up to vodka, crash with the whiskey
    My name holdin' to much weight, you can't lift me
    Came from my first out ghetto with King Tipsy
    Hold a torch over my city, you can't miss me
    *****s say **** me but can't **** wit' me
    Twist this ****, make your finger tips sticky
    I need me a wify, **** I mean wifey
    I'm so ****ed up I couldn't read my own writin' (Heh)
    Clash of the titan, (Yeah!) no propaganda
    Big ? hummin' for you Tony Montana
    T-shirt, khakis, tucked in bandannas
    Livin' amongst the most scandalous on the planet (Yo!)

    [Chorus: x2]

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