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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Daz Dillinger
Vocals
Kurupt
Vocals
Lionel Richie
Sampled Artist
Nate Dogg
Vocals
Rochelle Wright
Vocals
Soopafly
Keyboards
Stacey Smallie
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Ricardo Emmanuel Brown
Songwriter
Calvin Broadus
Songwriter
Greg Phillinganes
Songwriter
Lionel Richie
Songwriter
Nathaniel Hale
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Alvin McGill
Engineer
Carlos Warlick
Engineer
Dave Aron
Engineer
Daz Dillinger
Producer
Dr. Dre
Mixing Engineer
Keston Wright
Engineer
Paul Foley
Editing Engineer
Rick Clifford
Engineer
Tommy D. Daughtery
Engineer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Working LA, trying to get paid the right way
But somehow the right way don't pay
I'm coming home late every night, gotta struggle and fight
With the baseheads on the late night hype
[Verse 2]
Tryna creep in the house through the cut for what?
So I won't be seen by any of the homies, but
The homie, Nate Dogg, spots me and say, yo what's happening?
Oh, you don't know me no more and passed me the satin
[Verse 3]
I said, aw nah, it ain't like that, G
I'm tryna go straight and have a J-O-B
You need to quit that faggot ass job, that's what he said
Showed me his grip and took some satin to the head
[Verse 4]
Damn that **** had at least two Gs
And he was clocking it with so much ease
I told him I was gone so I'm heading in the house
Everybody knocked out so I'm locked out
[Verse 5]
I go back to the front where my homies is hanging at
They offer me a cavi sack so I can start slanging that
They say, you ain't a hustler, I say, don't doubt it
Hold that thought and I'll think about it because
[Verse 6]
(I've been dreamin' too long, too long, too)
I don't like to dream about gettin' paid
(I've been dreamin' too long, too long, too long)
I don't like to dream about gettin' paid
(I've been dreamin' too long, too long, too)
I don't like to dream about gettin' paid
(I've been dreamin' too long, too long, too long)
I don't like to dream about gettin' paid
(I've been dreamin' too long)
[Verse 7]
The thought's complete so let me take a seat
Since I was born and raised on the streets
I quit the job I had and cop myself a sack
Went from a double of fifty into a C note stack
[Verse 8]
Within a week but my peak wasn't reached
I was getting too known on the north side of Long Beach
**** got to tripping and I thought I heard it
So I went to the hood on twentieth and Myrtle
[Verse 9]
I came up quick with some homies that I knew from way, way back
And bid my sack
Or maybe it was seven or was it eight hundred strong?
In other words, Daz had it going on
[Verse 10]
I bought myself a bucket, that's right a bucket, bitch
Who you fucking, my car or my dick?
My lifestyle switched a bit but my attitude didn't
I told all my old bitches good riddance
[Verse 11]
'Cause when you got money hoes come automatically
And old hoes don't do nothing but cause some static see
I went from khakis to Guess, braids to fades
I'm not special ed but I had it made
[Verse 12]
Living the life of a baller care free
Have bitches dying to sleep with me, ya see
But I went bankrupt from all the spending and gambling
Business was getting slow and I wasn't handling
[Verse 13]
Mine the way that I was supposed to
Not I'm broke and on a jack mission so don't get close to
The DPG gang 'cause we scandalous when we broke
We get the dogs in us and we get to acting like thugs
[Verse 14]
(I've been dreamin' too long, too long, too)
I don't like to dream about gettin' paid
(I've been dreamin' too long, too long, too long)
I don't like to dream about gettin' paid
(I've been dreamin' too long, too long, too)
I don't like to dream about gettin' paid
(I've been dreamin' too long, too long, too long)
I don't like to dream about gettin' paid
[Verse 15]
Last night I had a dream
Felt so good it had to be
Me and my homies were getting paid
Man oh man we had it made
[Verse 16]
Some homies wanna roll with me
Some homies claim insanity
Well if you wanna set trip I will
If you don't want to drop be still
[Verse 17]
Damn, I can't believe this
But you can best believe this day
I'm on another mission to get paid
Serve what I can serve right
So my pockets will stack up
****, don't trip, ****, back up
[Verse 18]
I gots to react off the first impulse I find
But my mama thinks I should take my time
And work for mine
But how much work would it take
And how much money would I make? Wait
[Verse 19]
There's something that I gotta think about
But I ain't got that much time
Moms want a **** out the house
I ain't getting no younger, I'm only getting older
I'm only thinking about what my mama told me
[Verse 20]
Now I'm a Dogg Pound gangster for life
And the fact that I'm out to get paid twice
I ain't nothing nice
Down to slang or pull a heist
Jack or break motherfuckers on the dice, that's real
[Verse 21]
Now what should I do?
Just chill when it's time to peel caps and adapt to kill
I've concealed the concealed so I maintained for the salary
And my mentality is raw from the door
[Verse 22]
I go hard from the door, up against all odds
Always down to squab, Dogg Pound for life
I survive till 95 day after day
Making hits with D-A-Z to get paid, ****, yeah
[Verse 23]
(I've been dreamin' too long, too long, too)
I don't like to dream about gettin' paid
(I've been dreamin' too long, too long, too long)
I don't like to dream about gettin' paid
(I've been dreamin' too long, too long, too)
I don't like to dream about gettin' paid
(I've been dreamin' too long, too long, too long)
I don't like to dream about gettin' paid
(I've been dreamin' too long, too long, too)
I don't like to dream about gettin' paid
(I've been dreamin' too long, too long, too long)
I don't like to dream about gettin' paid
(I've been dreamin' too long, too long, too)
I don't like to dream about gettin' paid
(I've been dreamin' too long, too long, too long)
Written by: Ricardo Emmanuel Brown