Nuthin’ But A G Thang (Greatest Hits version, about 3:41 long)
Snoop Doggy Dogg and Dr Dre
Deathrows Greatest Hits, taken from Doggiestyle
Lyrics By Chris Reid version 1.0
One, two, three and to the four
Snoop Doggy Dogg and Dr. Dre is at the door
Ready to make an entreance, 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 nothin but a G thang baby
Two loc’d out niggaz goin crazy
Deathrow is the label that pays me
Unfadable, so place don’t try to fade this
But um, back to the lecture at heard
Perfection is perfect so what I let them understand
From a young G’s perspective
And before me dig into a bitch, I have to find the 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 ain’t with that shit Lieutenant
And no pussy good enough to give her while up in it
Yeah, and that’s realer than real deal Holyfield
And now you hookers and hoes know how I feel
Now if it’s good enough to give up proper chunk
I take a small piece of some of that funky stuff
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 mike like a phantom
While I’m peepin and I’m creepin and I’m freakin
But I damn near got caught, cause my beeper kept beeping
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 before
With a produce who can rap and control the maestro
At the same time, with the dope rhyme that I kick
You know, and I know, I throw up some funky shit
To add to my collection, the selections symbolizes
Don’t take a toll, but don’t choke
If you do, you have no clue
Of what me and my homie Snoop Dogg came to do
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 hoes?
So just chill, till the next episode
Fallin back on that ass
With the hella fide gangsta lean
Gettin funky on the mike
Like an old batch of colic 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 rip a mike
Pimpin hoes and clockin a grip
Like my name was DO-lamite
Yeah, and it don’t quit
I think they in the mood for some muthafuckin G shit
“Hell yeah”
So Dre
“What up Dogg?”
Gotta give them what they want
“What’s that G?”
We gotta break them off somethin
“Hell yeah”
And it’s gotta be bumpin
City of Compton
Is where it takes place so I ask your attention
Mobbin like a mofucker but I ain’t lynchin
Droppin the funky shit that’s makin the suckas niggas mumble
When I move the mike it’s like a cookie, they all crumble
Try to get close and you ass it gets 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 9 then you know I’m straight trippin
And I’m gonna continue to put the rap down, put the mac down
And if you bitches talk shit I have to put the smack down
Yea, and you don’t stop
I told I’m just like a clock when I tick and I tock
But I’m never off always on to the break of dawn
See you empty in the city they call Long Beach
Puttin the shit together
Like my nigga D O C
No onecan do it better
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 hoes?
So just chill, till the next episode
