Concrete Streets - Nate Dogg

I’m gonna roll

Click click bu ya!

Dub kicked the frame in (uh huh)

Nigga let the games begin, as I standin'

Tossed the tall can on a campus off the limital

Scanners takin' penitentiary chances

Sick wit it, off the ric wit it Blue beenie knitted;

freshly acquitted

Grind-grimey, the thick body and the big body

Wit lyrics and 'draulics hotter than the Majave

Sellin', brubble bellin', career felon

Escalade 3-braid beard wearin'

Fuck it, I thug for free and thug to eat

Niggas call me 'Home of Cake' cause I love the cheese

Gangstas, hustlas, pimps, if ya follow me Let me see ya put them hands up like a robbery

I solemnly swear to stay down and slang the seed

I spit in the name of the streets

I’m gonna roll (I'm gonna roll)

I’m gon' stay fly (I'm gonna stay fly)

I’m gonna bust (I'm gonna bust)

Hold my hood up high (throw my hood up high)

In the name of the streets

I’m gonna roll (I'm gonna roll)

I’m gon' rich ride (I'm goin' rich ride)

I’m gonna ball (I'm gonna ball)

Hold my hood up high

In the name of the streets

This the itty-bitty nigga from the city they call lb What you know about the D-O-G?

I keep my peeps wit a bag a' treats

On the streets my nephews beat your beat and keep that heat

In the Cutt and indiscrete

Me and Dub-C crippin' couzins in this industry

A lotta' y’all pretend to be Wanna see friends wit me and then sleep wit the enemy?

Want some, get some, bad enough take some

Suckas poppin' off I’m 'bout to take one

Braids on, make done, don’t want none

And just cause we talkin', what you doin' C-Walking?

It’s not just a dance it’s a way a' living

Now if ya C-Walking, ya best to 'see' Crippin'

And that goes for kids too, and R&B singers

Nigga quit Crip-Walking if ya ain’t a gang banger

I told a woman I don’t love her but she wants to go

I told another that I want her but she wants to hoe

I ain’t a hater I’m a player so I fucked 'em both

In the name of the streets

High resolution, high definition

Let the tape roll let the whole world listen

Hold your position, don’t go backwards

I’m frontlining and the West keep shining

Fuck wit ya nigga your boy 'x' still grindin'

Fuck them other niggas they just high siding

Talking and lie, bitchin' and cry

Gossip and hate but ain’t nobody’s right

Fuck going diamond if ya make it turn pussy

Don’t push me, peep game like a booky

The hook lining singer, the deep thinker

Ego auto-biography beat it nigga ya bother me Glass hit them hard, take no prisoners

Been choiced for the voice

I speak for my people like a Senator

Raise up, the blunts get blazed up Swing like a gorilla nigga you ain’t a king, c’mon!

Dah-dah-daaah

Yea.. Lah-dah-daaah

Dub-C.. Dah-dah-daaah

The 'Ghetto Heisman'..

In the name of the streets

Swangin' through a hood near you Dah-dah-daaah