Luyện nghe bài hát Nuthing But a G Thang

One, two, and to the fo'
Snoop Doggy and Dr. Dre is at the do'
Ready to make an entrance, so on up
('Cause you about to rip shit up)
the microphone first, so I can bust like a bubble
Compton and Long Beach together, now you you in trouble
Ain't but a "G" thing, baby!
Two loc'ed out niggas so crazy!
Death Row is the label that me!
Unfadeable, so don't try to fade this (Hell yeah)
But uh, back to the at hand
Perfection is perfected, so let 'em understand
From a young G's
And before me dig out a bitch I ta' find a contraceptive
You never know she be earnin' her man
And learnin' her man, and at the same time her man
Now you I ain't with that shit, Lieutenant
Ain't no pussy good enough to get while I'm up in it
(Yeah) And that's realer Real-Deal Holyfield
And now you hooka's and ho's know how I
Well if it's good enough to get off a proper chunk
I'll take a small of some of that funky stuff

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Dre, to the mic like a phantom

I'm peepin', and I'm creepin', and I'm creep-in
But I near got caught, 'cause my beeper kept beepin'
Now it's time for me to make my impression
So sit back, relax, and strap on seatbelt
You never been on a ride like this
With a who can rap and control the maestro
At the same time the dope rhyme that I kick
You know, and I know, I flow some ol' shit
To add to my collection, the
Symbolizes dope, a toke, but don't choke
If you do, you'll have no
On what me and my homey Dogg came to do

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

Fallin' back on that ass, a hellified gangsta lean
Gettin' funky on the mic like a ol' batcha' collard
It's the capital S, oh yes I'm fresh, N P
D O Y, D O double-G, ya see
Showin' much flex when it's to wreck a mic
hoes and clockin' a grip like my name was Dolomite
Yeah, and it don't
I think they in the for some motherfuckin' G shit
(Hell yeah) So Dre, (What up Dog?)
Gotta give 'em what want (What's that, G?)
We break 'em off somethin' (Hell yeah)
And gotta be bumpin' (City of Compton!)

It's where it place, so when asked, yo' attention
like a motherfucker, but I ain't lynchin'
Droppin' the funky shit that's makin' the sucker mumble
When I'm on the mic, like a cookie, they all crumble
Try to get close, and your ass'll get
My motherfuckin' Doggy Dogg has got my back
Never let me slip, if I slip, then I'm slippin'
But if I got my Nina, you know I'm straight trippin'
And I'ma continue to put the rap down, put the down
And if yo bitches talk shit, I'll have to put the down
Yeah, and you don't
I told you I'm like a clock when I tick and I tock
But I'm never off, always on, to the of dawn
C-O-M-P-T-O-N, and the city they call Beach
Puttin' the together
Like my D.O.C., "No One Can Do It Better"

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And who gives a about hoes?
So just chill, the next episode