Luyện nghe bài hát Nuthin But A G Thang

1, 2, 3 and to the 4
Snoop Dogg and Dr. Dre is at the door
Ready to make an entrance so on up
(Cause you know about to rip shit up)
Give me the first so I can bust like a bubble
Compton and Long Beach together: now you you in trouble
Ain't nothing but a G thang,
Two out niggas so we're crazy
Death Row is the that pays me
Unfadeable, so please don't try to this
But um, back to the at hand
Perfection is perfected, so I'mma let em
From a G's perspective
And before me dig out a I have to find a contraceptive
You never know, she could be her man
And learning her man -- and at the time burning her man
Now you I ain't with that shit, Lieutenant
no pussy good enough to get burnt while I'm up in it
(Yeah) and that's realer "Real-Deal" Holyfield
And now you hookers and know how I feel
Well, if it's good to get broke off a proper chunk
I'll take a small piece of some of funky stuff

like this and like that and like this and uh
It's like that and like and like that and uh
like this and like that and like this and uh
Dre, creep to the mic like a

Well I'm and I'm creeping and I'm creep-in
But I damn near got caught, cause my beeper kept
Now it's for me to make my impression felt
So sit back, relax, and on your seat belt
You never been on a ride like before
With a producer who can rap and the maestro
At the same time with the dope that I kick
You know and I know: I flow some old funky
To add to my collection, the
Symbolizes dope: take a but don't choke!
If you do, you'll have no
On what me and my homey Snoop came to do

It's like this and like that and like and uh
It's that and like this and like that and uh
It's this and like that and like this and uh

And who gives a fuck about
So just chill, til the episode

Falling back on that ass, with a hellafied gangsta
Getting funky on the mic like a old batch of greens
It's the capital S, oh yes I'm fresh, N P
D O Y, D O double-G, ya see
Showing much flex when it's time to a mic
Pimping hoes and clocking a like my name was Dolomite
Yeah, and it don't
I they in the mood for some motherfuckin' G shit
(Hell yeah!) So Dre (Whattup Dogg?)
Gotta them what they want (What's that, G?)
We gotta em off something (Hell yeah!)
And it's gotta be (City of Compton!)

Is it takes place so, when asked, your attention
Mobbing like a motherfucker but I lynchin'
Dropping the shit that's making the sucker niggas mumble
When I'm on the mic, it's like a they all crumble
Try to get close, and your get smacked
My homie Doggy Dogg has got my back
Never let me slip, cause if I slip, I'm slippin'
But if I got my then you know I'm straight trippin
And I'mma continue to put the rap down, put the down
And if you bitches shit, I'll have to put the smack down
Yeah, and you don't
I told you I'm just like a clock when I tick and I
But I'm never off, always on to the break of
and the city they call Long Beach
Putting the shit
Like my D.O.C., "No One Can Do it Better"