3 The Hard Way - Nate Dogg (奈特·道格)

So what you want man

Before now

So I can pounch your a**

How much money do you have baby

Count it out count it out

Oh no a-ain't no marriage in this

She too broke

One to the two to the three to the four

When you see the big dog

Give the doggy his bone

Couple f**king lines

And they're mind is blown

I'm just making sure the f**king mic was on

(1 2 1 2)

Big D**K Willy standing next to you

After meeting me

Ain't nothin' you won't do

You like the crazy sexy

Little things I do (Like a)

Smokin' w**d

While I'm sexting you

Ni**a's won't so I r'ic r'ic row

Ni**a's won't bust

Cuz they ain't that poor

Take the hottest ni**a's girl

Cuz I'm just that cold

Ni**a's talk sh*t so I s-st-stole

Now a ni**a callin'

On my cellular phone

Mad at a ni**a cuz his couchie is gone

Mad Doggin' me

Like his b**ch ain't grown

Had a bad b**ch

But her hair wasn't combed

I really didn't need her so I let her go

Even though I could've stomped a ni**a

Word is bond

I keep saying to my self

"I got a million hoes"

Plus she really wasn't worth it

So I just moved on

Who wanna get it

When I grab the mic I give it

100% Every f**kin' time when I spit it

I dropped a load

And got ya'll thinkin' that I shitted

(Ooohweee)

When I moarn If it's funky then I did it

My style is rough

Full of bumps and dibits

Ya'll be talking I think

While I live it

I visit some cheap hotels

Most exquisite

Travel like a P-Ball

Player movin' his pivot

Where the pirate of Philly cap

It was fitted (Ni**a)

Forever to the streets

I'm commited

My business of being number one

Is real vivid

Ya'll know the truth

Even though you won't admit it

(Nah man)

You got a problem on our ride

You better quit it

I'm ludacris I throw a bow

Like I'm Riddick

And watch the blood go down

From your head from when I split it

And guarantee that

When I'm charged with it

I'm a quit it

Xzibit made from the best up

In the Universe

I bust first and make the crowd disperse

The worst thing you ever seen in your life

Like seein' a pregnant b**ch

Buy rocks and hit the pipe

It ain't like I have tried to tell ya (shhh)

Misery love company

Keeping the wrong company brings failure

I got a billion lies to tell ya

Cuz ya'll can't handle the truth

Here's the proof

Nobody sings better than Nate

(Heeey Ohhh)

It's a mistake when you hate

And disrespect the golden state

I go straight for the jugular vein

Who got game like a castrated man

That you cannot hang

And havin' no nuts is a f**ked up thing

Get your head outta you're a**

And use your brain

It's a short ride to the top

And a long way down

Roll it up take a few puffs

And pass it around

I like that a**

So back it up (Heeey Ohhh)

If the boys start acting up

Give them what they want

(Hey Oh Hey Oh)

What they want

They want

They want

(Hey Oh)

You know all day we be givin' it up

(Heeey Ohhh)

Big drawers Big Dreams we be livin' it up

Give them what we want

Won't stop now we'll never stop

Heeey Ohhh

Hey oh hey oh hey oh

Hey oh hey oh hey oh

Heeey Ohhh

Hey oh hey oh hey oh

Hey oh hey oh hey oh