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Message: <blockquote data-quote="EYE" data-source="post: 5065950" data-attributes="member: 213436">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 [Cuase you know we 'bout had 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 thang, baaaaabay! Two loc'ed 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 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 wit that shit, Lieutenant Ain't no pussy good enough to get burnt while I'm up in it 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 get broke off a proper chunk I'll take a small piece of some of that funky stuff 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 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 befo' 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 ya' do, ya' have no clue O' what me and my homey Snoop Dogg came to do 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 Snoop: 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 pimpin' ho's and clockin' a grip like my name was Dolomite Yeah, and it don't quit I think they in a mood for some mothafuckin' G shit 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 takes place so I'm a ask your attention Mobbin like a mothafucka but I ain't lynchin Droppin' the funky shit that's makin the sucka niggaz 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 mothafuckin homie Doggy Dogg has 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 mack down And if your bitches talk shit, 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 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 episode </blockquote>

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