Gangsta Nation (Clean) (Feat. Nate Dogg) - Westside Connection, Nate Dogg

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

Na na na na na na na na

(Yea)

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 game right here is rough as fuck

These hoes out here about the bucks

These fools out here afraid to bust

I have no fear, afraid of what

And in five years I’m comin' up

Fools talk real loud but don’t run up

When we come through they’d run it up

We still right here so what the fuck

Nigga, I’m tired of these niggas barkin' like shit talkin' like shit

From the concrete when they chalkin' like shit

And there he goes and a trick pose and a throw back

Holdin' a gat ain’t gonna bust and know that

It’s a dub S C thang dub C brain

And we don’t fuck with niggas and khaki jeans strains

I’m fucked movin', I’m clearin' the crowd

It’s the who bangin' bandana criminal

The original

Evacuate the building, bitch, here come a plane

No, it’s the bad ass Westside Connect Gang

And fuck what you plain, nigga, this who bang

With enough game to drive a swear bitch insane

And we number one gunners, no, we ain’t stunners

It’s real with us homie, killaz and drug runners

And Mack need a beat now in a H2 Hummer

Lookin' hotter than a mothafuckin' L.A. summer

Let’s go

This game right here is rough as fuck

These hoes out here about the bucks

These fools out here afraid to bust

I have no fear, afraid of what

And in five years I’m comin' up

Fools talk real loud but don’t run up

When we come through they’d run it up

We still right here, so what the fuck

What the fuck is Ice Cube talkin' about?

That’s how you get these nuts parked in you mouth

Westside bitch, the same old shit

I don’t conversate with pussy, I ain’t gon' get

I don’t holla at these hoes that sing like Ashanti

Body like Beyonce, face like Andre

(Uhh)

Bitch, you kinda scrangay

But I’m rich so my Andre got to be bomb rate

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 'cuz the cronic is a grennes

And to my G’s incarcerated and on probation

I’ma stay bagin for the whole G Nation nigga

This game right here is rough as fuck

These hoes out here about the bucks

These fools out here afraid to bust

I have no fear, afraid of what

And in five years I’m comin' up

Fools talk real loud but don’t run up

When we come through they’d run it up

We still right here, so what the fuck

It’s a Gangsta Nation if you in you a G

And the whole world influence by the C in the sea

Now tell the truth rappers, you don’t ball like me

'Cuz I’m really from the gang ya’ll is industry

And while I’m servin' up and comin' young hustlers and cluckers

Bangin' for the hood causin' havic and ruckus

You fools actin' label kissin' up ass suckers

And your trick solder down when you piss muthafucka

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 sick pussy, nigga you useless

You know the side trick, better get up on it

'Cuz it must be a single with Nate Dogg singin' on it

Na na na na na na na na na na na

Na na na nna 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

Look, check this out man

We got a Gangsta Nation goin' down over here

So ya’ll might as well say fuck it and join this Westside thang man

Cause once you get with this nigga

You as G as can muthakuckin' 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

(Na na na na na na na na)

This game right here is rough as fuck

These hoes out here about the bucks

These fools out here afraid to bust

I have no fear, afraid of what

And in five years I’m comin' up

Fools talk real loud but don’t run up

When we come through they’d run it up

We still right here, so what the fuck

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