Lirik Lagu Nuthin' But A 'G' Thang - Snoop Dogg
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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 shit up]
Gimme the microphone first, so I can bust like a bubbleCompton and Long Beach together, now you know you in trouble
Ain't nothin' but a G thang, baaaaabay!Two loc'ed out nigga's so we're craaaaazay!Death Row is the label that paaaaays me!Unfadable, so please don't try to fade this [Hell yeah]
But, uh, back to the lecture at handPerfection is perfected, so I'm 'a let 'em understandFrom a young G's perspectiveAnd before me dig out a bitch I have ta' find a contraceptiveYou never know she could be earnin' her man,And learnin' her man, and at the same time burnin' her manNow you know I ain't wit that shit, LieutenantAin't no pussy good enough to get burnt while I'm up in itNow that's realer than real-deal HolyfieldAnd now all you hookas and ho's know how I feelWell if it's good enough to get broke off a proper chunkI'll take a small piece of some of that funky stuff
It's like this and like that and like this and uhIt's like that and like this and like that and uhIt's like this and like that and like this and uhDre, creep to the mic like a phantom
-Dr Dre
Well I'm peepin', and I'm creepin', and I'm creep-in'But I damn near got caught, 'cause my beeper kept beepin'Now it's time for me to make my impression feltSo sit back, relax, and strap on your seatbeltYou never been on a ride like this befo'With a producer who can rap and control the maestroAt the same time with the dope rhyme that I kickYou know, and I know, I flow some ol funky shitTo add to my collection, the selectionSymbolizes dope, take a toke, but don't chokeIf ya' do, ya' have no clueO' what me and my homey Snoop Dogg came to do
It's like this and like that and like that and uhIt's like that and like this and like that and uhIt's like this, and who gives a fuck about those?So jus' 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!)]
-Snoop Dogg
Fallin' back on that ass with a hellified gangsta' leanGettin' funky on the mic like a' old batch o' collard greensIt's the capital S, oh yes, the fresh N double O PD O double G Y D O double G ya' seeShowin' much flex when it's time to wreck a micpimpin' ho's and clockin' a grip like my name was DolomiteYeah, and it don't quitI think they in a mood for some mothafuckin' G shit
So Dre. [What up Dogg?]We gotta give 'em what dey want [What's that, G?]We gotta break 'em off somethin' [Hell yeah]And it's gotta be bumpin' [City of Compton!]
-Dr.Dre
It's where it takes place so I'm a ask your attentionMobbin like a mothafucka but I ain't lynchinDroppin' the funky shit that's makin the sucka niggaz mumbleWhen I'm on the mic, it's like a cookie, they all crumbleTry to get close, and your ass'll get smackedMy mothafuckin homie Doggy Dogg has got my backNever 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 downAnd if your bitches talk shit, I have ta' put the smack downYeah, and ya' don't stopI told you I'm just like a clock when I tick and I tockBut I'm never off, always on, 'til the break dawnC-O-M-P-T-O-N, and the city they call Long BeachPuttin' the shit togetherLike my nigger D.O.C., no one can do it better
Like this, that and this and uhIt's like that and like this and like and uhIt's like this, and who gives a fuck about those?So jus' 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!)]
Gimme the microphone first, so I can bust like a bubbleCompton and Long Beach together, now you know you in trouble
Ain't nothin' but a G thang, baaaaabay!Two loc'ed out nigga's so we're craaaaazay!Death Row is the label that paaaaays me!Unfadable, so please don't try to fade this [Hell yeah]
But, uh, back to the lecture at handPerfection is perfected, so I'm 'a let 'em understandFrom a young G's perspectiveAnd before me dig out a bitch I have ta' find a contraceptiveYou never know she could be earnin' her man,And learnin' her man, and at the same time burnin' her manNow you know I ain't wit that shit, LieutenantAin't no pussy good enough to get burnt while I'm up in itNow that's realer than real-deal HolyfieldAnd now all you hookas and ho's know how I feelWell if it's good enough to get broke off a proper chunkI'll take a small piece of some of that funky stuff
It's like this and like that and like this and uhIt's like that and like this and like that and uhIt's like this and like that and like this and uhDre, creep to the mic like a phantom
-Dr Dre
Well I'm peepin', and I'm creepin', and I'm creep-in'But I damn near got caught, 'cause my beeper kept beepin'Now it's time for me to make my impression feltSo sit back, relax, and strap on your seatbeltYou never been on a ride like this befo'With a producer who can rap and control the maestroAt the same time with the dope rhyme that I kickYou know, and I know, I flow some ol funky shitTo add to my collection, the selectionSymbolizes dope, take a toke, but don't chokeIf ya' do, ya' have no clueO' what me and my homey Snoop Dogg came to do
It's like this and like that and like that and uhIt's like that and like this and like that and uhIt's like this, and who gives a fuck about those?So jus' 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!)]
-Snoop Dogg
Fallin' back on that ass with a hellified gangsta' leanGettin' funky on the mic like a' old batch o' collard greensIt's the capital S, oh yes, the fresh N double O PD O double G Y D O double G ya' seeShowin' much flex when it's time to wreck a micpimpin' ho's and clockin' a grip like my name was DolomiteYeah, and it don't quitI think they in a mood for some mothafuckin' G shit
So Dre. [What up Dogg?]We gotta give 'em what dey want [What's that, G?]We gotta break 'em off somethin' [Hell yeah]And it's gotta be bumpin' [City of Compton!]
-Dr.Dre
It's where it takes place so I'm a ask your attentionMobbin like a mothafucka but I ain't lynchinDroppin' the funky shit that's makin the sucka niggaz mumbleWhen I'm on the mic, it's like a cookie, they all crumbleTry to get close, and your ass'll get smackedMy mothafuckin homie Doggy Dogg has got my backNever 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 downAnd if your bitches talk shit, I have ta' put the smack downYeah, and ya' don't stopI told you I'm just like a clock when I tick and I tockBut I'm never off, always on, 'til the break dawnC-O-M-P-T-O-N, and the city they call Long BeachPuttin' the shit togetherLike my nigger D.O.C., no one can do it better
Like this, that and this and uhIt's like that and like this and like and uhIt's like this, and who gives a fuck about those?So jus' 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!)]
