Song | Nuthin' But A 'G' Thang (Club Mix) |
Artist | Dr. Dre |
Album | Nuthin But A 'G' Thang |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
[Intro: Snoop Doggy Dogg & Dr. Dre] | |
Ha ha, check it out | |
Snoop Doggy Dogg and D-R-E once again on the gangsta tip | |
(Yeah) | |
Droppin' nothin' but the funky manuscript, real quick like | |
Compton and Long Beach, you know what I'm sayin'? | |
(Hell yeah) | |
Y'all lay back once mo' | |
Blaze up some of that indo | |
And chill, and watch this flow, really doe | |
(Check this shit out) | |
[Chorus: Dr. Dre & Snoop, Snoop] | |
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— | |
It's like this and like that and like this | |
[Verse 1: Snoop 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're 'bout to rip shit up | |
Give me the microphonе first so I can bust like a bubble | |
Compton and Long Beach togеther, now you know you in trouble | |
Ain't nuthin' but a G thang, baby | |
Two loced out niggas going 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 (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 have a small piece of some of that funky stuff | |
[Chorus: Dr. Dre & Snoop, Snoop] | |
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 | |
[Verse 2: 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 | |
Of what me and my homie Snoop Dogg came to do | |
[Chorus: Dr. Dre & Snoop, Dr. Dre, Snoop] | |
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 **** about those? | |
So just chill 'til the next episode | |
[Interlude] | |
"Everybody" | |
"Yes yes y'all, a freak freak y'all" | |
"Everybody" | |
"Yes yes y'all, a freak freak y'all" | |
[Verse 3: Snoop Dogg, Dr. Dre, Both] | |
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 Dolemite | |
Yeah, and it don't quit | |
I think they in the mood for some mother****in' 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) | |
[Verse 4: Dr. Dre] | |
Is where it takes place, so when asked, your attention | |
Mobbin' like a mother****er 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 mother****in' 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 have to put the smack down | |
Yeah, and you don't stop | |
I told ya 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 | |
[Chorus: Dr. Dre & Snoop, Dr. Dre, Snoop] | |
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 **** about those? | |
So just chill 'til the next episode | |
[Outro] | |
"Everybody" | |
"Yes yes y'all, a freak freak y'all" | |
"Everybody" | |
"Yes yes y'all, a freak freak y'all" | |
"Everybody" | |
"Yes yes y'all, a freak freak y'all" | |
"Everybody" | |
"Yes yes y'all, a freak freak y'all" | |
"Everybody" | |
"Yes yes y'all, a freak freak y'all" | |
"Everybody" | |
"Yes yes y'all, a freak freak y'all" | |
"Everybody" | |
"Yes yes y'all, a freak freak y'all" | |
"Everybody" | |
"Yes yes y'all, a freak freak y'all" |
Intro: Snoop Doggy Dogg Dr. Dre | |
Ha ha, check it out | |
Snoop Doggy Dogg and DRE once again on the gangsta tip | |
Yeah | |
Droppin' nothin' but the funky manuscript, real quick like | |
Compton and Long Beach, you know what I' m sayin'? | |
Hell yeah | |
Y' all lay back once mo' | |
Blaze up some of that indo | |
And chill, and watch this flow, really doe | |
Check this shit out | |
Chorus: Dr. Dre Snoop, Snoop | |
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 | |
It' s like this and like that and like this | |
Verse 1: Snoop 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' re ' bout to rip shit up | |
Give me the microphon first so I can bust like a bubble | |
Compton and Long Beach tog ther, now you know you in trouble | |
Ain' t nuthin' but a G thang, baby | |
Two loced out niggas going 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 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 have a small piece of some of that funky stuff | |
Chorus: Dr. Dre Snoop, Snoop | |
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 | |
Verse 2: 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 | |
Of what me and my homie Snoop Dogg came to do | |
Chorus: Dr. Dre Snoop, Dr. Dre, Snoop | |
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 about those? | |
So just chill ' til the next episode | |
Interlude | |
" Everybody" | |
" Yes yes y' all, a freak freak y' all" | |
" Everybody" | |
" Yes yes y' all, a freak freak y' all" | |
Verse 3: Snoop Dogg, Dr. Dre, Both | |
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, doubleO, P | |
D, O, doubleG, Y, D, O, doubleG, you see | |
Showin' much flex when it' s time to wreck a mic | |
Pimpin' hoes and clockin' a grip like my name was Dolemite | |
Yeah, and it don' t quit | |
I think they in the mood for some mother in' 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 | |
Verse 4: Dr. Dre | |
Is where it takes place, so when asked, your attention | |
Mobbin' like a mother er 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 mother in' 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 have to put the smack down | |
Yeah, and you don' t stop | |
I told ya I' m just like a clock when I tick and I tock | |
But I' m never off, always on to the break of dawn | |
COMPTON and the city they call Long Beach | |
Puttin' the shit together | |
Like my nigga D. O. C., no one can do it better | |
Chorus: Dr. Dre Snoop, Dr. Dre, Snoop | |
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 about those? | |
So just chill ' til the next episode | |
Outro | |
" Everybody" | |
" Yes yes y' all, a freak freak y' all" | |
" Everybody" | |
" Yes yes y' all, a freak freak y' all" | |
" Everybody" | |
" Yes yes y' all, a freak freak y' all" | |
" Everybody" | |
" Yes yes y' all, a freak freak y' all" | |
" Everybody" | |
" Yes yes y' all, a freak freak y' all" | |
" Everybody" | |
" Yes yes y' all, a freak freak y' all" | |
" Everybody" | |
" Yes yes y' all, a freak freak y' all" | |
" Everybody" | |
" Yes yes y' all, a freak freak y' all" |
Intro: Snoop Doggy Dogg Dr. Dre | |
Ha ha, check it out | |
Snoop Doggy Dogg and DRE once again on the gangsta tip | |
Yeah | |
Droppin' nothin' but the funky manuscript, real quick like | |
Compton and Long Beach, you know what I' m sayin'? | |
Hell yeah | |
Y' all lay back once mo' | |
Blaze up some of that indo | |
And chill, and watch this flow, really doe | |
Check this shit out | |
Chorus: Dr. Dre Snoop, Snoop | |
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 | |
It' s like this and like that and like this | |
Verse 1: Snoop 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' re ' bout to rip shit up | |
Give me the microphon first so I can bust like a bubble | |
Compton and Long Beach tog ther, now you know you in trouble | |
Ain' t nuthin' but a G thang, baby | |
Two loced out niggas going 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 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 have a small piece of some of that funky stuff | |
Chorus: Dr. Dre Snoop, Snoop | |
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 | |
Verse 2: 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 | |
Of what me and my homie Snoop Dogg came to do | |
Chorus: Dr. Dre Snoop, Dr. Dre, Snoop | |
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 about those? | |
So just chill ' til the next episode | |
Interlude | |
" Everybody" | |
" Yes yes y' all, a freak freak y' all" | |
" Everybody" | |
" Yes yes y' all, a freak freak y' all" | |
Verse 3: Snoop Dogg, Dr. Dre, Both | |
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, doubleO, P | |
D, O, doubleG, Y, D, O, doubleG, you see | |
Showin' much flex when it' s time to wreck a mic | |
Pimpin' hoes and clockin' a grip like my name was Dolemite | |
Yeah, and it don' t quit | |
I think they in the mood for some mother in' 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 | |
Verse 4: Dr. Dre | |
Is where it takes place, so when asked, your attention | |
Mobbin' like a mother er 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 mother in' 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 have to put the smack down | |
Yeah, and you don' t stop | |
I told ya I' m just like a clock when I tick and I tock | |
But I' m never off, always on to the break of dawn | |
COMPTON and the city they call Long Beach | |
Puttin' the shit together | |
Like my nigga D. O. C., no one can do it better | |
Chorus: Dr. Dre Snoop, Dr. Dre, Snoop | |
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 about those? | |
So just chill ' til the next episode | |
Outro | |
" Everybody" | |
" Yes yes y' all, a freak freak y' all" | |
" Everybody" | |
" Yes yes y' all, a freak freak y' all" | |
" Everybody" | |
" Yes yes y' all, a freak freak y' all" | |
" Everybody" | |
" Yes yes y' all, a freak freak y' all" | |
" Everybody" | |
" Yes yes y' all, a freak freak y' all" | |
" Everybody" | |
" Yes yes y' all, a freak freak y' all" | |
" Everybody" | |
" Yes yes y' all, a freak freak y' all" | |
" Everybody" | |
" Yes yes y' all, a freak freak y' all" |