(All star baby)
Young quick see (F-U-B-U)
Lately all I see is D-P-G
(Q-B, L-B-C niggas)
When I turn the radio on keep hearin' me (All day, everyday)
Livin' the good life, good life uh huh good life (Braveheartz)


Sure as the world is turnin' round and round (Shit is real yo)
There's these niggas, bitches, snitches tryin' to bring you down
(Fucked up) But I don't know why I mention
And if I don't pay no attention I'm cool (Real niggas do real things)
(Real niggas do real things)
Sure as my chronic is the best in town [Inhale and coughs]
Those who trippin' slippin' listen, we ain't stoppin' now (Can't stop)
We won't even pause, y'all can lick my balls (Bitches)
We livin' the good life, good life, good life
(Livin' the good life baby)


Young quick see (Come on, come on)
Lately all I see is D-P-G (Nate Dogg)
When I turn the radio on keep hearin' me (Still, still, still)
Livin' the good life, good life uh huh good life (We livin' the life)


It ain't nothin' but a paper chase
But even when ya paper straight
Every stage just another way to see cake
But niggas still gotta die hate
Well fuck it, I'ma do it cause the streets put me to it
See y'all niggas is late
See it's big face, big livin'
Big dogs and big pimpin'
Game played with nothin' but precision
Money, cars, and women
See niggas hatin' cause they on the outside
Wishin' they could find a way in it
You see the rims spinnin' all black tinted
With the niggas who'll bring it to ya brain
If it's fuckin' with change
Fifty-four nigga remember the name
Ritz, glitz only when we empty clips
And dismember your brain
Cause I remember pain, gain pain, this winner reign
But now it's high tech out here in the center lane
See we got the world respectin' the slang
The good life, hit the studio, the club, straight to the plane




Yo, yo, yo
Pass you cowards, classical rap mix form power
Yasser Arafat, I'm stormin' with lead showers
And I'm murderous, common is formerly Nastradamous
I'm goin' for the top regardless
Pretty Boy Floyd, the rotten tooth king
Ghosts of my dead friends linger
I toast to you lover, blunts lit, wish I was hittin'
Cock back, four pound, let six in the air
Rock that raw sound, gettin' wet to this year
Cause of the projects Hannibal Lec, hand on my tech
In front the White House, my ice out demandin' respect
Braveheartin' to the grave darlin' wavin' my sterling
From out the black Bentley it's off, spray till y'all fallin'
East to West Coast ballin'
Nate Dogg, Nas, and Kurupt, liven it up, dimes in the cut
Sizin' us up, y'all wanna fuck, gin and tonic my cup
And we live the good life, still chronic it up

We would like for you to help us welcome a very distinguished speaker
He hails from the DPG
Would you please stand and welcome the one, the only
OG Nate Dogg



Now I was about eight when I caught my first case
My mother she turned her back and bowed her head in disgrace
Now I didn't do a thing, I was just standing by
Here's a message to the youngsters today: standing by you can die
Usually I'm in the house but today I snuck home
And when I walk down the Long Beach streets, what a lesson they taught
While walkin to the cornerstore a big mistake was made
My big homey I was walkin with decided he needed to get paid
So he loaded up his .32 and walked right in the store
He said Dear God, forgive me please but I can't be broke no more
Now remember I was just eight, I thought this was a joke
What I'm sayin I ain't playin, it was funny til that nigga got smoked
Can you guess who that could've been quite easily?
but it wasn't so I'm lucky to be standing right here to see



One more day, one more
One more day
One more day, one more
One more day



One more day, I'm hangin around so I can see
little Nate have a pocket full of money just like his daddy
Everyday I'm sellin big dope, it's all that I know
I ain't workin and I got a baby so don't axe me what for
One more day, gather round everybody and listen to me
I gotta another story about the penitentiary
One more day, see while I was servin cavi I forgot to think
Say for instance they catch me, little Nate'll never see
Now remember I'm sellin big dope but I'm packin my thangs
and every corner police watchin, I ain't crazy so I'm leavin the game (I'm
leavin the game)
But I guess I waited too late cos they just caught me
Now I'm locked up, every mornin I am prayin for my son's safety
One more day, I'd like to thank you for watchin over my D-O-double G's
and would you keep an extra eye on Nate Dogg especially
I guess I'll just continue liftin from day to day
and if I live to see tomorrow, thankyou for one more day

Why did my homie have to die, with tears in my eyes
I came to say goodbye, say goodbye


Just passin through to let you know that I remember the times we shared
Your mother prayed for us both night and day
I guess this is what she feared
The picture in my room keeps your image sharply in my head
All in my head
I just can't let go of the memories I had; will this madness ever end?



Sometimes I wonder if it's better to be free or be in jail
Incarceration at this time to me is better than heaven or hell
I often wonder if you'd still be here if you had won your bet
Won your bet
You most likely soon see me we'll all be a memory
if we don't change this mess... change it or we gone y'all



Hi, passing you through to let you know
Passing you through to let you know
That I, gonna tell everyone I know
Gonna tell everyone I know
How we, used to send them to the floor
Used to send them to the floor
Have we, have we forgot to mourn

Ohh, how long, how long, how long will they mourn
Ohh, how long, how long, how long will they mourn