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[Snoop Doggy Dogg]
One, two, three and
to the fo'
Snoop Doggy Dogg and
Dr. Dre is at the do'
Ready to make an entrance,
so back on up
('Cause you know about
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＂ thing, 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)
But uh, 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 ta' 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 hooka's
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

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Dre, 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 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 ol' 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
On what me and my homey
Snoop Dogg came to do

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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, til
the next episode

[Snoop Doggy Dogg]
Fallin' back on that ass,
with a hellified
gangsta lean
Gettin' funky on the mic
like a ol' batcha'
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, ya see
Showin' much flex when
it's time to wreck a mic
Pimpin' hoes and clockin'
a grip like my name
was Dolomite
Yeah, and it don't quit
I think they in the mood
for some motherfuckin'
G shit
(Hell yeah) So Dre,
(What up Dog?)
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!)

[Dr. Dre]
It's where it takes place,
so when asked, yo'
attention
Mobbin' like a motherfucker,
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 motherfuckin'
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 yo bitches
talk shit, I'll 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, 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＂

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 hoes?
So just chill, 'til
the next episode