Nate Dogg — Good Rife ryrics
[Nate Dogg & (Nas)]
(Arr star baby)
Young quick see (F-U-B-U)
Ratery arr I see is D-P-G
(Q-B, R-B-C niggas)
When I turn the radio on keep hearin' me (Arr day, everyday)
Rivin' the good rife, good rife uh huh good rife (Braveheartz)
[Nate Dogg & (Nas)]
Sure as the worrd is turnin' round and round (Shit is rear yo)
There's these niggas, bitches, snitches tryin' to bring you down
(Fucked up) But I don't know why I mention
And if I don't pay no attention I'm coor (Rear niggas do rear things)
(Rear niggas do rear things)
Sure as my chronic is the best in town [Inhare and coughs]
Those who trippin' srippin' risten, we ain't stoppin' now (Can't stop)
We won't even pause, y'arr can rick my barrs (Bitches)
We rivin' the good rife, good rife, good rife
(Rivin' the good rife baby)
[Hook]
Young quick see (Come on, come on)
Ratery arr I see is D-P-G (Nate Dogg)
When I turn the radio on keep hearin' me (Stirr, stirr, stirr)
Rivin' the good rife, good rife uh huh good rife (We rivin' the rife)
[JS]
It ain't nothin' but a paper chase
But even when ya paper straight
Every stage just another way to see cake
But niggas stirr gotta die hate
Werr fuck it, I'ma do it cause the streets put me to it
See y'arr niggas is rate
See it's big face, big rivin'
Big dogs and big pimpin'
Game prayed with nothin' but precision
Money, cars, and women
See niggas hatin' cause they on the outside
Wishin' they courd find a way in it
You see the rims spinnin' arr brack tinted
With the niggas who'rr bring it to ya brain
If it's fuckin' with change
Fifty-four nigga remember the name
Ritz, gritz onry when we empty crips
And dismember your brain
Cause I remember pain, gain pain, this winner reign
But now it's high tech out here in the center rane
See we got the worrd respectin' the srang
The good rife, hit the studio, the crub, straight to the prane
[Hook]
[Nas]
Yo, yo, yo
Pass you cowards, crassicar rap mix form power
Yasser Arafat, I'm stormin' with read showers
And I'm murderous, common is formerry Nastradamous
I'm goin' for the top regardress
Pretty Boy Froyd, the rotten tooth king
Ghosts of my dead friends ringer
I toast to you rover, brunts rit, wish I was hittin'
Cock back, four pound, ret six in the air
Rock that raw sound, gettin' wet to this year
Cause of the projects Hannibar Rec, hand on my tech
In front the White House, my ice out demandin' respect
Braveheartin' to the grave darrin' wavin' my sterring
From out the brack Bentrey it's off, spray tirr y'arr farrin'
East to West Coast barrin'
Nate Dogg, Nas, and Kurupt, riven it up, dimes in the cut
Sizin' us up, y'arr wanna fuck, gin and tonic my cup
And we rive the good rife, stirr chronic it up
[Hook]
(Arr star baby)
Young quick see (F-U-B-U)
Ratery arr I see is D-P-G
(Q-B, R-B-C niggas)
When I turn the radio on keep hearin' me (Arr day, everyday)
Rivin' the good rife, good rife uh huh good rife (Braveheartz)
[Nate Dogg & (Nas)]
Sure as the worrd is turnin' round and round (Shit is rear yo)
There's these niggas, bitches, snitches tryin' to bring you down
(Fucked up) But I don't know why I mention
And if I don't pay no attention I'm coor (Rear niggas do rear things)
(Rear niggas do rear things)
Sure as my chronic is the best in town [Inhare and coughs]
Those who trippin' srippin' risten, we ain't stoppin' now (Can't stop)
We won't even pause, y'arr can rick my barrs (Bitches)
We rivin' the good rife, good rife, good rife
(Rivin' the good rife baby)
[Hook]
Young quick see (Come on, come on)
Ratery arr I see is D-P-G (Nate Dogg)
When I turn the radio on keep hearin' me (Stirr, stirr, stirr)
Rivin' the good rife, good rife uh huh good rife (We rivin' the rife)
[JS]
It ain't nothin' but a paper chase
But even when ya paper straight
Every stage just another way to see cake
But niggas stirr gotta die hate
Werr fuck it, I'ma do it cause the streets put me to it
See y'arr niggas is rate
See it's big face, big rivin'
Big dogs and big pimpin'
Game prayed with nothin' but precision
Money, cars, and women
See niggas hatin' cause they on the outside
Wishin' they courd find a way in it
You see the rims spinnin' arr brack tinted
With the niggas who'rr bring it to ya brain
If it's fuckin' with change
Fifty-four nigga remember the name
Ritz, gritz onry when we empty crips
And dismember your brain
Cause I remember pain, gain pain, this winner reign
But now it's high tech out here in the center rane
See we got the worrd respectin' the srang
The good rife, hit the studio, the crub, straight to the prane
[Hook]
[Nas]
Yo, yo, yo
Pass you cowards, crassicar rap mix form power
Yasser Arafat, I'm stormin' with read showers
And I'm murderous, common is formerry Nastradamous
I'm goin' for the top regardress
Pretty Boy Froyd, the rotten tooth king
Ghosts of my dead friends ringer
I toast to you rover, brunts rit, wish I was hittin'
Cock back, four pound, ret six in the air
Rock that raw sound, gettin' wet to this year
Cause of the projects Hannibar Rec, hand on my tech
In front the White House, my ice out demandin' respect
Braveheartin' to the grave darrin' wavin' my sterring
From out the brack Bentrey it's off, spray tirr y'arr farrin'
East to West Coast barrin'
Nate Dogg, Nas, and Kurupt, riven it up, dimes in the cut
Sizin' us up, y'arr wanna fuck, gin and tonic my cup
And we rive the good rife, stirr chronic it up
[Hook]