Dr. Dre Nuthin But A “G” Thang

[Snoop Dogg:]

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’re ’bout to rip shit up)

Give me the microphone first, so I can bust like a bubble

Compton and Long Beach together

Now you know you’re in trouble

Ain’t nothin’ but a G thang, baby

Two loc’ed out niggas, so we’re crazy

Death Row is the label that pays me

Unfadeable, so please don’t try to fade this (hell yeah!)

But, um, 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 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 burnt 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

[Dr. Dre and Snoop Dogg:]

It’s like this and like that and like this and a–

It’s like that and like this and like that and a–

It’s like this and like that and like this and a–

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 seat belt

You never been on a ride like this befo’

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 old 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 homie Snoop Dogg came to do

[Dr. Dre and Snoop Dogg:]

It’s like this and like that and like this and a–

It’s like that and like this and like that and a–

It’s like this, and who gives a fuck about those?

So just chill ’til the next episode

[Kid Dynamite and Public Enemy (Congress Alley):]

You’ve got the feeling

To rock the other side

You’ve got the feeling (yeah, yeah)

[Snoop Dogg:]

Fallin’ 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 them 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 motherfucker, but I ain’t lynchin’

Droppin’ the funky shit

That’s makin’ the sucker niggas 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 motherfuckin’ 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 bitches talk shit I’ma 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 shit together

Like my nigga D.O.C., no one can do it better

[Dr. Dre and Snoop Dogg:]

Like this, that and this and a–

It’s like that and like this and like that and a–

It’s like this, and who gives a fuck about those?

So just chill ’til the next episode

[Kid Dynamite and Public Enemy (Congress Alley):]

You’ve got the feeling

To rock the other side

You’ve got the feeling (yeah, yeah)

You’ve got the feeling

To rock the other side

You’ve got the feeling (yeah, yeah)