Dr. Dre – Nuthin' but a "G" thang (feat.Snoop Dogg) Lyric

aus dem Album Chronic

[Snoop Doggy Dogg] (Dr. Dre)
One, two, three and to the four
Snoop Doggy Dogg and Dr. Dre is at the door
Ready to make an entrance, so back on up
(Cause you know we 'bout to rip shit 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 nuttin but a G thang, baaabay
Two loc'ed out niggaz so we're craaazay
Death Row is the label that paaays me
Unfadeable, so please don't try to fade this

But uh, back to the lecture at hand
Perfection is perfected, so I'm a let em understand
From a young G's perspective
And before me dig out a bitch
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 shit, Lieutenant
Ain't no pussy good enough to get burned
While I'm up in it

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

CHORUS:

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

[Dr. Dre]
Well I'm peepin, and I'm creepin, and I'm creepin
But I damn 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 shit
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

CHORUS:

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 fuck about those)
So just chill, till the next episode

[Snoop]
Falling back on that ass
With a hellafied 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, you 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 mothafuckin G shit

(Hell yeah) So Dre (What up Dogg?)
Gotta give em what they want (What's that, G?)
We gotta break 'em off somethin (Hell yeah)
And it's gotta be bumpin (City of Compton...)

[Dr. Dre]
...Is where it takes place so when asked, your attention
Mobbin like a mothafucker, but I ain't lynchin
Droppin the funky shit that's makin the sucka niggaz mumble
When I'm on the mic, it's like a cookie, they all crumble

Try to get close, and your ass'll get smacked
My mothafuckin 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'm a continue to put the rap down, put the mack down
And if you bitches talk shit
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 'till the break of dawn
C-O-M-P-T-O-N, and the city they call Long Beach
Puttin the shit together with my nigga D.O.C.
"No one can do it better"

CHORUS

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