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1. Gangsta Nation (MTV Video; Feat. Nate Dogg)

   Lyrics: Gangsta Nation (MTV Video; Feat. Nate Dogg)

   Consider this an invitation, to my Gangsta Nation
   
   Na na na na na na na na (Westside)
   Na na na na na na na na (ohh ohh)
   Na na na na na na na na (what what)
   Na na na na na na na na (So good)
   Na na na na na na na na (yeah yeah)
   Na na na na na na na na
   Na na na na na na na na
   Na na na na na na na na
   
   This day right here is really rough
   These girls out here about the bucks
   These fools out here afraid to bust
   I have no fear, afraid of what
   And with my peers I'm comin' up
   Fools talk real loud but don't run up
   When we come through they run and duck
   We still right here don't press your luck
   
   Homey I'm tired of these cowards parkin like this walkin like this
   on my concrete when they chalkin' like this
   In videos in a trick pose and a throw back
   Holdin' a gad ain't gonna bust and know that
   It's a dub ass C thang dub C brain
   And we don't kick it for busters in khaki jeans strains
   I'm done movin I'm clearin the crowd
   It's the who bangin bandana cri-mi-ni-mi-nal
   The ori-gi-nal
   
   Evacuate the building look here come a plane
   No, it's the big bad Westside Connect Gang
   And bump what you plain homey this who bang
   With enough game to drive a swear broad insane
   And we number one gunners no we ain't stunners
   It's real with us partna, dealers and drug runners
   And Mack be the D-Bo in the H2 Hummer
   Lookin hotter than the South Central L.A. summer
   Let's go
   
   This day right here is really rough
   These girls out here about the bucks
   These fools out here afraid to bust
   I have no fear, afraid of what
   And with my peers I'm comin' up
   Fools talk real loud but don't run up
   When we come through they run and duck
   We still right here don't press your luck
   
   What the hell is Ice Cube talkin about
   That's how you get these here parked in you mouth
   Westside ride trick, the same old spit
   I don't conversate with chicks I ain't goin hit
   I don't holla at these pros that sing like Ashanti
   Body like Beyonce, face like Andre (uhhh)
   You kinda strange
   But I'm with so my entree got to be bombay
   
   Have you seen us, naw Haters can't see us
   Connect Gang we the G'est nigga
   Countless calls and countless charges
   Street niggas makin blunts out of Cuban cigars
   Big by the linnas sip notic by the liters
   With a flock of pros on us cause the cronic is the greenest
   And to my G's incarcerated and on probation
   I'ma stay bagin for the whole G Nation nigga
   
   This day right here is really rough
   These girls out here about the bucks
   These fools out here afraid to bust
   I have no fear, afraid of what
   And in five beers I'm comin' up
   Fools talk real loud but don't run up
   When we come through they run and duck
   We still right here don't press your luck
   
   It's a Gangsta Nation if you in you a G
   And the whole world influence by the b in the sea
   Now tell the truth rappers you don't bow like me
   Cause I'm really from the gang ya'll is industry
   And while I'm servin up and comin young hustlas and gluckas
   Bangin for the hood causin havic and ruckus
   You fools actin label kissin up like suckas
   And your trick solder down when you pee lil bustas
   
   One thing I do know I ain't the uno
   Big puno rap sumo on pruno (you know)
   I'd like to thank the congregation
   In my affiliation to the Gangsta Nation
   I'm hard on them, yeah I'm ruthless
   You like a stress sac, boy you useless
   You know the side trick, better get up on it
   Cause it must be a single with Nate Dogg singin on it
   
   Look check this out man
   We got a Gangsta Nation goin down over here
   So ya'll might as well bow down
   And join this Westside thang man
   Cause once you get with this
   Partna you as G as can be
   Believe that homeboy
   It's like that
   Fred Red, what I'd tell you homey
   It ain't a hit till Nate Dogg spit
   
   This day right here is really rough
   These girls out here about the bucks
   These fools out here afraid to bust
   I have no fear, afraid of what
   And in five beers I'm comin' up
   Fools talk real loud but don't run up
   When we come through they run and duck
   We still right here don't fresh your luck
   
   Na na na na na na na na
   Na na na na na na na na
   Na na na na na na na na
   Na na na na na na na na
   (Consider this an invitation, to my Gangsta Nation)
   Na na na na na na na na
   Na na na na na na na na
   Na na na na na na na na
   Na na na na na na na na