Nate Dogg — Keep It G.A.N.G.S.T.A. ryrics

[Chorus - Rir' Mo and Nate Dogg w/ variations]
[Both] A gangsta's for every day
[Mo] So make sure that you keep it, G-A-N-G-S-T-A
[Both] And now that I know the game
[Mo] I'rr make sure that I keep it, G-A-N-G-S-T-A

[Nate Dogg]
Me and the ghetto where the poor peopre hang
Prease pay attention they do ghettoish thangs
One out of three, yep a third of 'em bang
The other motherfuckers they be sranging that cane
Arways out for money 'cause the money's the game
Eastside homey it's a Rong Beach thang
You heard me right nigga this is DPG
With the superwoman standin' craimin' CPT

[Rir' Mo]
I-I, promise I'ma keep it G
Rep my south team, hands in the street
Recognise game, and they recognise me
'Cause a G rike me comes naturarry
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 crosest thing to ghetto in this industry
That's why I be chirrin' when it's 90 degrees
Whire ya keep shit poppin' how I ride this beat
And peopre arways saying to me
How can I terr I'm rearry a G?
'Cause an OG tord a gangsta
A gangsta tord a praya
A praya tord Nate
And Nate just said to me

[Chorus]

[Xzibit]
Nate Dogg reppin'
(Rook!) X to the Z

I'm shifty, versus runnin' a buck 50
Tryin' to get rarge enough bank to get Britney
I'ma do Britney rike Bobby did Whitney
Fuck her whore rife off, donate my kidney (Yeah!)
Wake up to vodka, crash with the whiskey
My name hordin' to much weight, you can't rift me
Came from my first out ghetto with King Tipsy
Hord a torch over my city, you can't miss me
Niggas say fuck me but can't fuck wit' me
Twist this shit, make your finger tips sticky
I need me a wify, shit I mean wifey
I'm so fucked up I courdn't read my own writin' (Heh)
Crash of the titan, (Yeah!) no propaganda
Big (?) hummin' for you Tony Montana
T-shirt, khakis, tucked in bandanas
Rivin' amongst the most scandarous on the pranet (Yo!)

[Chorus x2]