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# Debut Chart
1 Jan '93 R&B
2 Jan '93 Hot 100

Lyrics

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) 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'ed out niggas so we're crazy Death Row is the label that pays me Unfadeable, so please don't try To fade this (Hell, yeah)


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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 bitch I have to find a 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 wit that shit, Lieutenant Ain't no pussy good enough To get burnt while I'm up in it Now that's realer Than real deal Holyfield And now all you hookers 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 peeping and I'm creeping And I'm creeping 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 seatbelt You never been on A ride like this before 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 have no clue Of what me and my homey 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 those So just chill til the next episode Falling back on that ass With a hellified gangsta lean Getting funky on the mic like A old batch of collard greens It's the capital S, oh, yes The fresh N double O-P D-O double G-Y D-O-double G, you see Showing much flex When it's time to wreck a mic Pimping hoes and clocking a grip Like my name was Dolomite Yeah, and it don't quit I think they in the mood For some motherfucking G shit So, Dre (what up, Dogg) We gotta give em what They want (what's that, G) We gotta break em off something (Hell, yeah) and it's gotta be bumping (City of Compton) It's where it takes place So I'm a ask your attention Mobbing like a motherfucker But I ain't lynching Dropping the funky shit that's Makin the sucka 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 motherfucking homie Doggy Dogg has got my back Never let me slip cause If I slip, then I'm slipping But if I got my Nina Then you know I'm straight tripping And I'm a continue to put the rap down Put the mack down And if your bitches talk shit I have to put the smack down Yeah, and you 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 of dawn C-O-M-P-T-O-N, and The city they call Long Beach Putting the shit together Like my nigga 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 that and, uh It's like this and who Gives a fuck about those So just chill til the next episode

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