Can’t Nobody lyrics

[Intro: Kurupt]
Yeah, n*gga, it's time to take 'em back, '86
Gangsta sh*t runnin' the world
All across the motherf*ckin' U.S.A, punk
Yeah, please believe that, n*gga
Dogg Pound gangstas
Big Nate Dogg, Nate D-Double-O.G., punk
Yeah, I'm Kurupt, you 'ont got it
Yeah, now we gotta show you smoke

[Chorus: Nate Dogg]
Can't nobody
Do you like we do (Yeah, n*gga, gangstas make the world go 'round, punk)
Can't nobody, ho
Can't nobody, ooh
Do you like we do (n*gga) (Ohh) (Yeah, n*gga, we're gangstas)

[Verse 1: Kurupt]
Pistols and penitentiaries
Gangstas on a worldwide hunt for head-huntin'
Spread-dumping, lead-busting
Tell me you wanna be done
It's so many thangs on these streets
Gangbang on these streets
Heat holders
That hug wit' slugs
And it's the thang to be either Crips or Bloods
Nate, show these n*ggas how it was
And how nobody do it like we does, cuz
[Pre-Chorus: Nate Dogg]
Something about the west coast
Makes me bang the beats
Something about the west coast
Makes me run them streets
Something about the music
Makes me wanna sing
Something about this chronic
Knocks me off my feet
That's real chronic, baby

[Chorus: Nate Dogg]
Can't nobody
Do you like we do (Now, we gotta show you how the West Coast rock)
Can't nobody, ho
Can't nobody, ooh
Do you like we do, ohh, ooh

[Verse 2: Nate Dogg & Kurupt]
I know you never thought these n*ggas could be this good
We'd be bumping 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, K-U-R-U-P-T
You better ask your girl why she staring at me
Leave me alone
Leave a gangsta alone, b*tch
[Verse 3: Kurupt]
Calicos
We ready for the get down
You ready to have a sit-down
b*tch n*gga, sit-down
Running in and out ya house
Running in and out ya spouse
Don't say sh*t or I'll be running in and out your mouth
Gangstas get the party cracking
Hit a land and get it crunk
Nate Dogg and Kurupt
Yeah, n*gga, that's what's up
Now, I gotta show y'all how the West Coast rock sh*t
Concoct and plot sh*t
Dogg Pound oxes

[Chorus: Nate Dogg]
Can't nobody
Do you like we do
Can't nobody, ho
Can't nobody, ooh
Do you like we do, ohh, ooh

[Verse 4: Kurupt]
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 (Yeah)
The greatest on this Earth, West Coast presents
The Dogg Pound motherf*cking gangsta, n*gga
On all gold feet
Yeah, them all gold D's
We double O.G.'s
[Pre-Chorus: Nate Dogg]
Something about the west coast
Make me bang the beats
Something about the west coast
Makes me run them streets
Something about the music
Makes me wanna sing
Something about the chronic
Knocks me off my feet
That's real chronic, baby

[Chorus: Nate Dogg]
Can't nobody
Do you like we do
Can't nobody, ho
Can't nobody, ooh
Do you like we do, ohh, ooh
Can't nobody
Do you like we do
Can't nobody, ho
Can't nobody, ooh
Do you like we do, ohh, ooh