Snoop Dogg - Nuthin but a G Thang lyrics

One, two, three and to the fo' Snoop Doggy Dogg and Dr. Dre are at the do' Ready to make an entrance, so back on up Cause you know we 'bout to rip sh** 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 nuthin' but a G thing, baby Two locked out n***a's so we're crazy d**h row is the label that pays me Unfadable, so please don't try to fade this (Hell, yeah) But, uh, back to the lecture at hand Perfection is perfected, so I'm a, let 'em understand From a young G's perspective And before me dig out a b**h 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 wit that sh**, lieutenant Ain't no p**y good enough to get burnt while I'm up in it (Yeah) Now, that's realer than real-deal Holyfield And now all you hookahs and ho's 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 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 mic like a phantom 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 ol' funky sh** To add to my collection, the selection Symbolizes dope, take a toke, but don't choke If ya' do, ya' have no clue O' what me and my homey Snoop Dogg came to do It's like this and like that and like that and uh It's like that and like this and like that and uh It's like this, and who gives a f** about those? So just chill, 'til the next episode We ain't got to be there ('Cos you're over the project) We ain't got to be there (Yeah, yeah) Fallin' back on that a** with a hellified gangsta' lean Gettin' funky on the mic like a old batch old collard greens It's the capital S, oh yes, the fresh N double O P D O double G Y, D O double G, ya see Showin' much flex when it's time to wreck a mic Pimpin' ho's and clockin' a grip like my name was dolomite Yeah, and it don't quit I think they in a mood for some mothaf**in' G sh** So Dre (What up Dogg?) We 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) It's where it takes place, so I'm a ask your attention Mobbin' like a motherf**er, but I ain't lynching Droppin' the funky sh** that's makin' the s**a n***az mumble When I'm on the mic, it's like a cookie, they all crumble Try to get close, and your a**'ll get smacked My mothaf**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'm a continue to put the rap down, put the mack down And if your b**hes talk sh**, I have ta' put the smack down Yeah, and ya' 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, 'til the break dawn C O M P T O N, and the city they call Long Beach Puttin' the sh** together Like my n******g D O C, no one can do it better Like this, that and this and uh It's like that and like this and like and uh It's like this, and who gives a f** about those? So just chill, 'til the next episode We ain't got to be there ('Cos you're over the project) We ain't got to be there (Yeah, yeah) We ain't got to be there ('Cos you're over the project) We ain't got to be there (Yeah, yeah) We ain't got to be there ('Cos you're over the project) We ain't got to be there (Yeah, yeah)