Nuthin' But A 'G' Thang (LP Version)

[00:00.00]'Nuthin But A G Thang'(Ft.Snoop Dogg)
1, 2, 3 and to the 4
Snoop Doggy Dogg and Dr. Dre is at the door
Ready to make an entrance so back on up
(Cause you know were about 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 in trouble
Aint nothing but a G thang, baby
Two loced out niggas so were crazy
Death Row is the label that pays me
Unfadeable so please dont try to fade this (Hell yeah)
But um, back to the lecture at hand
Perfection is perfected, so Imma let em understand
From a young Gs perspective
And before me dig out a bitch I have to find a contraceptive
You never know, she could be earning her man
And learning her man (and at the same time burning her man)
Now you know I aint with that shit, Lieutenant
Aint no pussy good enough to get burnt while Im up in it (Yeah)
And thats realer than Real-Deal Holyfield
And now you hookers and hoes know how I feel
Well, if its good enough to get broke off a proper chunk
Ill take a small piece of some of that funky stuff
Its like this and like that and like this and uh
Its like that and like this and like that and uh
Its like this and like that and like this and uh
Dre, creep to the mic like a phantom
Well Im peeping and Im creeping and Im creep-in
But I damn near got caught, cause my beeper kept beeping
Now its 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 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 old funky shit
To add to my collection, the selection
Symbolizes dope, take a toke but dont choke
If you do, youll have no clue
On what me and my homie Snoop Dogg came to do
Its like this and like that and like this and uh
Its like that and like this and like that and uh
Its like this and who gives a fuck about those
So just chill till the next episode
You've got the feeling To rock the other side
You've got the feeling(Yeah, yeah )
Falling back on that ass, with a hellafied gangsta lean
Getting funky on the mic like a old batch of collard greens
Its the capital S, oh yes Im fresh, N double-O P
D O double G Y, D O double G, ya see
Showing much flex when its time to wreck a mic
Pimping hoes and clocking a grip like my name was Dolomite
Yeah, and it dont quit
I think they in the mood for some mothafuckin G shit
(Hell yeah) so Dre (Whats up Dogg?)
Gotta give them what they want (Whats that, G?)
We gotta break em off something (Hell yeah)
And its gotta be bumping, (City of Compton)
Is where it takes place so, when asked, your attention
Mobbing like a motherfucker but I aint lynching
Dropping the funky shit thats making the sucker niggas mumble
When Im on the mic, its like a cookie: they all crumble
Try to get close, and your assll get smacked
My motherfuckin homie Doggy Dogg has got my back
Never let me slip, cause if I slip then Im slipping
But if I got my Nina then you know Im straight tripping
And Imma continue to put the rap down, put the mack down
And if you bitches talk shit, Ill have to put the smack down
Yeah and you dont stop
I told you Im just like a clock when I tick and I tock
But Im never off, always on to the break of dawn
C-O-M-P-T-O-N and the city they call Long Beach
Putting the shit together
Like my nigga D.O.C., no one can do it better
Like this, that and this and uh
Its like that and like this and like that and uh
Its like this and who gives a fuck about those?
So just chill till the next episode
by og