Luyện nghe bài hát Nuthin but a G Thang

One, two, and to the fo'
Snoop Doggy and Dr. Dre are at the do'
Ready to make an entrance, so on up
('Cause you know we 'bout to rip up)

the microphone first, so I can bust like a bubble
Compton and Long Beach together, now you you in trouble

nothin' but a G thang, baby
Two out niggas, so we're crazy
Row is the label that pays me
Un-fadable, so please try to fade this
(Hell, yeah)

But, uh, to the lecture at hand
is perfected, so, I'm 'a let 'em understand
From a G's perspective
And before me dig out a bitch, I have ta' find a

You never know she could be her man
And learnin' her man and at the same burnin' her man
Now you know I wit that shit, Lieutenant
Ain't no pussy good enough to get while I'm up in it

Now, that's realer than real deal
And now all you hookas and know how I feel
Well, if it's enough to get broke off a proper chunk
take a small piece of some of that funky stuff

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

Well, I'm peepin' and I'm creepin' and I'm
But I damn got caught 'cause my beeper kept beepin'
Now, it's time for me to make my impression
So, sit back, relax and on your seatbelt

You never on a ride like this befo'
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 some ol' funky shit

To add to my collection, the
Symbolizes dope, a toke but don't choke
If ya' do, ya' have no
O' what me and my homey Snoop Dogg to do

It's like this and like that and like and uh
It's like that and this and like that and uh
It's like this, and who a fuck about those?
So, jus' 'til the next episode

We got to be there
('Cos you're the project)
We ain't got to be
(Yeah, yeah)

Fallin' on that ass with a hellified gangsta' lean
Gettin' funky on the mic like a' old o' collard greens
the capital S, oh yes, the fresh N double O P
D O G Y D O double G, ya' see

Showin' much when it's time to wreck a mic
Pimpin' ho's and clockin' a grip my name was Dolomite
Yeah, and it quit
I they in a mood for some mothafuckin' G shit

So Dre., we give 'em what dey want
(What up What's that, G?)
We break 'em off somethin'
(Hell, yeah)
And it's be bumpin'
(City of Compton)

It's where it takes place, so, I'ma ask attention
Mobbin' a mothafucka but I ain't lynchin'
Droppin' the funky shit makin' the sucka niggaz mumble
When I'm on the mic, like a cookie, they all crumble

Try to get close and your ass'll get
My mothafuckin' homie Doggy Dogg has got my
Never let me 'cause if I slip, then I'm slippin'
But if I got my Nina, then you I'm straight trippin'

And I'm a continue to put the rap down, put the down
And if your bitches shit, I have ta' put the smack down
Yeah, and ya' stop
I told you I'm just like a clock I tick and I tock

But I'm never off, always on, 'til the break
C O M P T O N and the city they call Beach
the shit together
Like my nigger D.O.C., no one can do it

Like this, and this and uh
It's like and like this and like and uh
It's this, and who gives a fuck about those?
So, jus' chill, 'til the episode

We got to be there, we ain't got to be there
('Cos over the project, yeah, yeah)
We ain't got to be there, we ain't got to be
('Cos over the project, yeah, yeah)
We got to be there, we ain't got to be there
('Cos over the project, yeah, yeah)