Can't Nobody - Nate Dogg, Kurupt

Can’t nobody

Do you like we do Can’t nobody

Do you like we do Pistols and penitentiaries

Gangstas on a worldwide hunt for head huntin

Spead dumpin lead bustin

Tell me you wanna be done

It’s so many thangs on these streets

Gang bang on these streets

Heat holders

That hug wit slugs

And it’s the thang to be either crips or bloods

Nate show these niggas how it was

And how nobody do it like we does cuz

Something about the west coast

Makes me bang the beats

Something about the west coast

Makes me run them streets

Somethin about the music

Makes me wanna sing

Something about this chronic

Knocks me off my feet

That’s real chronic baby

I know you never thought these niggas could be this good

We’d be bumpin in your system from hood to hood

I know you never even though we would last this long

You were dead wrong

Homie this is Nate he’s a double O.G.

All up in the place Kurupt

Better ask your girl why she starin at me Leave me alone

Calicos

We ready for the get down

You ready to have sit-down

Bitch nigga sit-down

Runnin in and out ya house

Runnin in and out ya spouse

Don’t say shit or I’ll be running in and out your mouth

Gangstas get the party crackin

Hit a land and get it crunk

Nate Dogg and Kurupt

Yeah nigga that’s wussup

Now I gotta show y’all how the west coast rock shit

Concoct and plot shit

Dogg pound oxes

DPGC

The greatest on this earth

Gangsta that was taught shoot before you converse

Go against the grain and we convert to the worst

Take flight like eagles

Puncture like needles

Touch him without even bein present

The greatest on this earth west coast presents

The Dogg Pound muthafuckin gangsta nigga

On all gold feet

Yeah them all gold D’s

We double O.G.'s

Something about the west coast

Make me bang the beats

Something about the music

Makes me wanna sing

Something about the chronic

Knocks me off my feet

That’s real chronic baby