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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 were bout to rip **** 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 nuthin but a G thang, baby
Two loced out ** ***s 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 Ima let em understand
From a young Gs perspective
And before me dig out a ***** 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 aint with that ****, Lieutenant
Aint no ***** good enough to get burnt while Im up in it (Yeah)
And thats realer than Real-Deal Holyfield
And now you ******s 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 a
Its like that and like this and like that and a
Its like this and like that and like this and a
Dre, creep to the mic like a phantom
Well, Im peepin and Im creepin and Im creepin
But I damn near got caught 'cause my beeper kept beepin
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 befo
With a producer who can rap and control the maestro
At the same time with the **** rhyme that I kick
You know and I know, I flow some old funky ****
To add to my collection, the selection symbolizes ****
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 a
Its like that and like this and like that and a
Its like this, and who gives a **** about those?
So just chill til the next episode
You've got the feeling
To rock the other side
You've got the feeling (Yeah, yeah)
Fallin back on that ass with a hellafied gangsta lean
Gettin 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, you see
Showin much flex when its time to wreck a mic
Pimpin hoes and clockin a grip like my name was Dolemite
Yeah, and it dont quit
I think they in the mood for some *********** G ****
Hell yeah!
So, Dre
What up, Dogg?
Gotta give them what they want
Whats that, G?
We gotta break em off somethin
Hell yeah
And its gotta be bumpin
City of Compton
Is where it takes place, so when asked, your attention
Mobbin like a ************ but I aint lynchin
Droppin the funky **** thats makin the sucker *****s mumble
When Im on the mic, its like a cookie: they all crumble
Try to get close and your assll get smacked
My ***** ******* homie Doggy Dogg has got my back
Never let me slip, 'cause if I slip, then Im slippin
But if I got my niña then you know Im straight trippin
And Ima continue to put the rap down, put the mack down
And if you ******* talk **** I have to put the smack down
Yeah, and you dont stop
I told ya 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
Puttin the **** together
Like my ***** D.O.C., no one can do it better
Like this, that and this and a
Its like that and like this and like that and a
Its like this, and who gives a **** about those?
So just chill til the next episode
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)
You've got the feeling