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Nate Dogg
Nate Dogg


Background information
Birth name Nathaniel Dwayne Hale
Born August 19, 1969
Born place Long Beach, California, United States
Died March 15, 2011
Death place Long Beach, California, United States
Genre(s) G-Funk
Hip-hop
Contemporary R&B
R&B
Years active 1991—2008
Label(s) Elektra Records
Doggystyle Records
Atlantic Records
Death Row Records
Associated acts 2Pac
The Game
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Nate Dogg Album


Nate Dogg (2004)
2004
1.
I Need a Bitch (feat. Armed Robbery)
2.
Bad Girls (feat. Redman)
3.
Get Up (feat. Eve)
4.
Keep It Real (feat. Fabolous, Lil' Mo & Icarus)
5.
Leave Her Alone (feat. Memphis Bleek, Freeway & Young Chris)
6.
Hide It (feat. Armed Robbery)
7.
Round and Round
8.
Gott Damn Shame (feat. Timbaland & Ms. Jade)
9.
There She Goes (feat. Warren G & DJ Quik)
10.
11.
Interlude 1 (skit)
12.
I Got Game (feat. Snoop Dogg & Armed Robbery)
13.
All Night Long
14.
Next Boyfriend (feat. Knoc-Turn'al)
15.
The Hard Way (feat. Xzibit & Armed Robbey)
16.
Interlude 2 (skit)
17.
Right Back Where You Are
. . .


I need me a bitch, with some big old thighs
I need me a fine ass mothafuckin' bitch with some pretty ass eyes
I need me a bitch, like I need some cash
I need me a bitch so I can floss that hoe and make my ex mad
I need me a bitch, ain't no need to lie
I need me a bitch so when I do some dirt she be my alibi
I need me a bitch, like I need a 6-4
I need me a bitch that'll shine my rims up and open my door
I need me a bitch, who is all of that
I need me a bitch 'cause I'm a fly ass mothafuckin' nigga who was born to mac
I need me a bitch, like neva before
I need me a bitch and I couldn't care less if the bitch is yours
I need me a bitch

I gotta fuck wit cheeks, got a house up on the beach
Everyweek she call me just to beat up the peach
'Til she reach a climax, scratches on my back
Hit it from the back, baby told me she like that
Infact, you the first one to make it feel right
I knew she wasn't lyin', knew the cat was real tight
And afta tonight, you gone remember me
Armed Robbery, put my love up there where your liver be (Haha)
I told her never speak on me (Damn)
'Less ya want your burnt out friends ta creep wit' me, go ta sleep wit me
I hit her frequently, take them women off the chain
Can duck game, eva see the bitches run the train (Uh-uh)
It ain't the same (Uh-uh), afta I knock it out the frame
You wonder why just now ya start gettin' brain
I knock 'em out, pull chickens wit'out a doubt, fo' clout
Ask Nate Dizzal what I'm all about

I need me a bitch (Ahh, ahh, ahh, ahh, ahh, ahh)
I need me a bitch (Ahh, ahh, ahh, ahh, ahh, ahh)
I need me a bitch, who ain't hard ta please
I need me a fine ass mothafuckin' bitch with some sored up knees
I need me a bitch, who ain't scared ta flirt
I need me a bitch in the middle of the grocery store she'll lift up her skirt
I need me a bitch, like I need my crew
I need me a bitch to pass on to my boys soon as I get through
I need me a bitch, this I can't deny (I can't deny)
I need me a bitch I love when she wallin' out 'cause she still look fly (Fly)
I need me a bitch, and a Coup Deville
I need me a bitch a car with a big back seat so I can make her squeal
I need me a bitch, like I need a drink
Bitch who can hold her breathe real good, its either swim or sink
Bitch
I, I, I, I need a bitch
I, I, I, I need a bitch
I, I, I, I need a bitch
I, I, I, I need a bitch

. . .


I react like a dog when ya move his food
I'll turn your blocks upside down like Rubik's Cube
I need a bad girl to make a nigga lose his cool
But in the heat of the battle she'll pull his tool
I take 'em - skinny, dumb, blind, crippled and crazy
Or even five-hundred pounds sweatin' gravy
You know, she cooks cover, not with Maybelline
So "Next Friday" she hunt you like Baby D
I told her I'm not big, I'm tight with money
Tight nigga, stay shittin' with a diaper on me
Niggaz throw on your gators, I'm the type that's bummy
Stayin' around the hood keep me nice and hungry
She said "I like your style", I complimented
Her ass like a garden, I gotta dig it
Niggaz better duck when baby squeeze
Bad girl, bad girl from L.A.P.D. nigga

[Nate Dogg]
I, I know that I shouldn't, I
Shouldn't buy into this lie
I know that she got 2 or 3/4 guys
I, I know that these girls all fly
And they know that I'm that guy
Who can make all these girls come alive
Why? Because I got my eye
Got my eyes on them thighs
And she got her eyes on this bad guy

[Chorus: Nate Dogg]
Bad Girls (bad, bad girls)
Bad Girls (bad, bad girls)
Bad Girls (bad, bad girls)
Bad Girls (bad, bad girls)

[Nate Dogg]
I, I got a nasty mind
And she got a big behind
I gotta make that bad girl mine
Why? She likes to play all night
Knows how to move just right
I better slow down before she pass me by
Tonight, I'ma show her tonight
Won't let her go tonight
Look at her shake it, my-my-my

[Redman]
Ey yo Nate, that bad girl ain't Platinum, she a Diamond to me
She got a car door that open, ninety degrees
Or how 'bout them women, that's outdoor 'til the mail come
First of the month, they toes and nails done
Workin' three jobs just to feed her children
And to fuck me on the beach at Hedonism
She smoke like I do, ride like I ride
She's that bad girl that'll ride 'til I die
Fool, nigga, say ya seen what?
Bad girls all gettin' stuck in here
Yo, bad girls, they gettin' stuck in here
Yo, these bad girls gettin' stuck in here

[Chorus: Nate Dogg]
Bad Girls (bad, bad girls)
Bad Girls (bad, bad girls)
Bad Girls (bad, bad girls)
Bad Girls (bad, bad girls)

. . .


[Eve]
Can never claim to be a gangsta nigga
Just gangsta
Now take a sip of something
Let me entertain you
The smoke is for them rowdy niggas
Like they want to shank ya
I cock back and blast with no questions asked
So just hold tight
Dont let the liquor run your whole night
Dont let a second of courage fuck up your whole life
I play the color analyze the view
Push up my glass to a dolla just a chosen few
'cause I dont fuck with many
Especially the tough ones off a glass of henny
Specialy the ones always frontin that dont have a penny
I run with niggas that demand respect
And Im a boss bitch most yall cant handle that
All you can do is watch and glide
And take a special type nigga to stop a stride
'cause I cant respect a nigga that soft
And I bet yall never seen it commin
Me and my nigga Nate dogg

[Nate]

(chorus)
All the girls get up
Take it too the floor
Nate just bout to flow
Turn it up some more
All my dogs get down
Let me see ya move
All the girls get up

Get up and get down
Im on my way to the liquor store
With E-V-E and my nigga rose
Got too much game to be slippin though
I let you know if you didnt know

Never will you be able to fuck with me
Never will I ever stop bustin Im makin Gs
Whenever I retire Im gonna still be beats
Shit that keep ya head bobbin
People move your feet

Shake that baby
Driving me crazy
I want that thing
No ifs, ands, or maybes
I might just keep it
If you can keep a secret
Best believe I know how to please it
Twist and turn and got my body burning
She aint broke yet but homie she learnin

(chorus)

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. . .

Keep It Real

[No lyrics]

. . .

Leave Her Alone

[No lyrics]

. . .

Hide It

[No lyrics]

. . .

Round and Round

[No lyrics]

. . .

Gott Damn Shame

[No lyrics]

. . .


[Warren G]
Oh yeah I chill with Nate, Like I did as a youth
It's still 213, ain't nothin different with Snoop
Music is the tool I used to leave the hood with
Became my own man, I wish you would BITCH
I been around the world and back
Two times ain't nuthin like home its crackin
After all the women, the money and the TV shows
I'm not really tryin to see these hoes

[DJ Quik]
Now AMG said her eyes are the index to her soul
But when I look at her face, all I see is a ho
We sex playin, with the Hennessey, and she in the mood
While y'all see her as a broad dude, I see her as food
Take her back up to the bar to get her cigerette lit
I told her, "I be buyin liqour like it Shh.."
She told me I'm a player motherfuu..
Forget about it, she know the scam
And now she belly dancin to that Indian Jam
So hell, I'm a let her get a little more buzzed
Till she starts to get to slurrin and forget where she was
Take her purse out to her buddy car, back to the bar
For another round of drinks with a pla-ti-num star
I'm gettin conceded, a lil bit, the game owe me
I've been humble since my first hit, but back to baby
I'm a rub her on the belly, make her scoot down the couch
Look her right up in her eyes, and take some food out her mouth, She want it

[Chorus: Nate Dogg]
There she goes, the kind of girl that I wanted always
My favorite pro, oh I love how she got gangsta ways
I thought you should know, the way that I want it, I get it that way
Cant stand it no mo', nobody does it better than she

[Nate Dogg]
When I Wake up in the morning, fresh up outta my dream
I ain't even finish yawning, still as hard as I can be
Even tho I havent found her, I seen her when I was asleep
I'm pretty sure that she is out there
I'm pretty sure that there is some one else for me

[Bridge: Nate Dogg]
Hey ho, Hey ho, now that I found you, I wont look any further
Hey ho, Hey ho, now that I found you, I wont look any further

[Chorus: Nate Dogg]
There she goes, the kind of girl that I wanted always
My favorite pro, oh I love how she got gangsta ways
I thought you should know, the way that I want it, I get it that way
Cant stand it no mo', nobody does it better than she

[Nate Dogg]
The first time I ever saw her, I couldnt look her in her face
I tried hard to ignore her, but I couldnt walk away
When I finally got the courage, I couldnt think of what to say
To make a long story shorter, I better bust a different way
I was at the park one day, thats when I saw her face
She was kinda cavi to me
Had some nigga hangin on, I sent that busta home
And now she ridin with me.. THERE SHE GOES!!!

[Chorus: Nate Dogg]
There she goes, the kind of girl that I wanted always
My favorite pro, oh I love how she got gangsta ways
I thought you should know, the way that I want it, I get it that way
Cant stand it no mo', nobody does it better than she

[Chorus: Nate Dogg]
There she goes, the kind of girl that I wanted always
My favorite pro, oh I love how she got gangsta ways
I thought you should know, the way that I want it, I get it that way
Cant stand it no mo', nobody does it better than she

. . .


[Verse 1]
Oh no, they call me Nate Dogg
Game don't wait but the girls all pause (You know me)
Bitch please, fall down to your knee
Keep That lovin' coming don't you take you're love from me
Oh no, (Oh no), look at who they let in the backdoor
Long Beach California but I think they already know
Same team, (same team), DO-Double G
Still roll with my doggs and yeah my doggs still roll with me
Maintain, (Maintain), shitty shitty bang bang
I'm busy chasin' paper tryin' to fill my house up with grain
Lame Dames, (Lame Dames), always fuck with my brain
I can find other wome you can find another somebody like...

[Chorus]
Don't you wish you have you somebody
Don't you wish you could find you somebody
Don't you wish you have you somebody
Don't you wish you find you somebody like... me

[Verse 2]
She's a wild thing, kind of girl you can't change
You dont wanna me to bother they say Lucifer's she's name
She's strange, (She's strange), really hard to explain
Can't get caught up in this madness, can't get caught all up in this game
Bitch please, (Bitch please), fall down to your knee
Been around the movie baby you can blow on me
I ain't right, (ain't right), I think you gonna be done at this time
If i'm not gettin' sex I think this time we're sayin' goodnight
I'm from Dogg Pound California where they always keep good smoke
Seed of Mississippi and i'm doin' this one for my folk
Homey, if you dissin' listenin' you might fucked around and get choked
I hoped you paid attention cause I want be back no more

[Chorus: 4x]

(Somebody like me, somebody like me, somebody like me, somebody like me
somebody like..., somebody like me) (echo)

. . .

Interlude 1

[No lyrics]

. . .

I Got Game

[No lyrics]

. . .

All Night Long

[No lyrics]

. . .

Next Boyfriend

[No lyrics]

. . .

The Hard Way

[No lyrics]

. . .

Interlude 2

[No lyrics]

. . .

Right Back Where You Are

[No lyrics]

. . .


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