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


[Before I have to pull the scrap out the cut]


Gimme the microphone first, so I can bust like a bubble


Compton and Long Beach together, now you know you in trouble


·Cause ain·t nothin· but a G thang, baaaaabay!


Two loced out G·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 hand


Perfection is perfected, so I·m a land ·em, understand?


>From a young G·s perspective


And before me dig out a trick I have ta· find a contraceptive


You never know she could be earnin· her man,


Learnin· her man, and at the same time burnin· her man


Now when she·s burnin· I·m a chill for a minute


·Cause ain·t no lovin· good enough to get burned while I·m up in it [Yeah]


Now that·s realer than real-deal Holyfield


And now all you hookas and ho·s know how I feel


Well if it·s good enough to give ·em all a proper chunk


I·ll take a small piece of some of that funky stuff


[Chorus 1]


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 creep-in·


But I damn near got capped, ·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 befo·


With a producer who can rap and control the micro


At the same time with the dope rhyme that I kick


You know, and I know, I funks up on funky sh-[yeah]


To add to my collection, the selection


Symbolizes dope, take a tope but don·t choke


If ya· do, ya· have no clue


O· what me and my homey Snoop Dogg came to do


[Chorus 2]


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 we ain·t got no love for those


So jus· chill, ·til the next episode


[Tha· mix]


Fallin· back on that ass with a hellified gangsta· lean


Gettin· funky on the mic like a· old batch o· 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


Hippin· ho·s and clockin· a grip like my name was Dolomite


Yeah, and it don·t quit


I think they in a mood for another one a· those G hits


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!]


It·s where it·s explained, so I·m a ask your attention


Mobbin· with the dog pound [Bow wow wow]


Droppin· the funky tracks is makin· the suckas jus· mumble


When I·m on the mic, it·s like a cookie, they all crumble


Try to get close, and you·re bound ta· get smacked


My little homey Snoop 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 mac down


And if your woman wanna trip, 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 strength together


Like my homey D.O.C., no one can do it better


[Chorus 3]


Like this, that and this and uh


It·s like that and like this and like that and uh


It·s like this, and we ain·t got no love for those


So jus· chill, ·til the next epïsode




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