dr dre feat snoop dogg – aint nothing but a g thang lyrics
one, two, three and to the fo’
snoop doggy dogg and dr. dre is at the do’
ready to make an entrance, so back on up
(’cause you know we’re ’bout to rip sh-t up)
‘gimme the microphone first, so i can bust like a bubble
compton and long beach together, now you know you in trouble
ain’t nuthin’ but a ‘g’ thang, baby, two loc’ed out n-gg-z so we’re crazy
death row is the label that pays me
unfadeable, so please don’t try to fade this
(h-ll yeah)
but back to the lecture at hand
perfection is perfected, so i’ma let ’em understand
from a young g’s perspective
and before me dig out a b-tch i have to find a contraceptive
you never know she could be earnin’ her man
and learnin’ her man and at the same time burnin’ her man
now you know i ain’t with that sh-t, lieutenant
ain’t no p-ssy good enough to get burnt while i’m up in it
(yeah)
and that’s realer than real-deal holyfield
and now you hookers and hoes know how i feel
well, if it’s good enough to get broke off a proper chunk
i’ll take a small piece of some of that funky stuff
it’s like this and like that and like this and uh
it’s like that and like this and like that and uh
it’s like this and like that and like this and uh
dre, creep to the mic like a phantom
well i’m peepin’ and i’m creepin’ and i’m creep-in
but i d-mn near got caught ’cause my beeper kept beepin’
now it’s time for me to make my impression felt
so sit back, relax and strap on your seatbelt
you never been on a ride like this before
with a producer who can rap and control the maestro
at the same time with the dope rhyme that i kick
you know and i know, i flow some ol’ funky sh-t
to add to my collection, the selection
symbolizes dope, take a toke but don’t choke
if you do, you’ll have no clue
on what me and my homey snoop dogg came to do
it’s like this and like that and like this and uh
it’s like that and like this and like that and uh
it’s like this and who gives a f-ck about those?
so just chill ’til the next episode
fallin’ back on that -ss with a h-llafied gangsta lean
gettin’ funky on the mic like a old batch of collard greens
it’s the capital s, oh yes i’m fresh, n double o p
d o double g y, d o double g, ya see
showin’ much flex when it’s time to wreck a mic
pimpin’ hoes and clockin’ a grip like my name was dolomite
yeah, and it don’t quit
i think they in the mood for some motherf-ckin’ g sh-t
(h-ll yeah)
so dre, gotta give ’em what they want
(whattup dogg? what’s that, g?)
we gotta break ’em off somethin’ and it’s gotta be b-mpin’
(h-ll yeah, city of compton)
it’s where it takes place so when asked yo’ attention
mobbin’ like a muh’f-cker but i ain’t lynchin’
droppin’ the funky sh-t that’s makin’ the sucka n-gg-z mumble
when i’m on the mic, it’s like a cookie they all crumble
try to get close and your -ss’ll get smacked
my motherf-ckin’ homie doggy dogg has got my back
never let me slip ’cause if i slip then i’m slippin
but if i got my nina then you know i’m straight trippin’
and i’ma continue to put the rap down, put the mack down
and if you b-tches talk sh-t, i’ll have to put the smack down
yeah and you don’t stop
i told you i’m just like a clock when i tick and i tock
but i’m never off, always on to the break of dawn
c o m p t o n and the city they call long beach
puttin’ the sh-t together like my n-gg- d.o.c.
‘no one can do it better’
like this, that and this and uh
it’s like that and like this and like that and uh
it’s like this and who gives a f-ck about those?
so just chill ’til the next episode
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