Testo Nuthin' But A "G" Thang - Live - N.W.A
Testo della canzone Nuthin' But A "G" Thang - Live (N.W.A), tratta dall'album Live & Unreleased From Farmclub.com
Yeah, y'all know this shit
Everybody in this motherfucker sing this shit
One, two, three and to the four
Snoop Doggy Dogg and Dr. Dre is at your door
Ready to make an entrance, so back on up
'Cause you know we 'bout to rip shit up
Give me the microphone first so I can bust like a bubble
Compton and Long Beach together, now you know you in trouble
It ain't nothin' but a G thang, baby
Two loc'd out niggas goin' crazy
Compton is the label that pays me
We unfadeable, so please don't try to fade this
But, uh, back to the lecture at hand, uh-huh
Perfection is perfected, so I'ma let 'em understand it
From a young G's perspective
Every foaming nigga that bitch, I have to 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 if she burnin', I'ma chill for a minute
'Cause ain't no pussy good enough to give her while I'm up in it
And that's realer than Real Deal Holyfield
And now you hookers and hoes know how I feel
But if it's good enough to give her, I'ma prop her, Chuck
I'll have 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
Well, I'm creepin' and I'm creepin' and I'm creepin'
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 before
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'ma be off this smoke
To add to my collection, this selection symbolizes smokin'
Take a hit, but don't choke, if you do, you'll have no clue
Of what me and my nigga 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 who gives a fuck about those?
So just chill until the next episode
What? Yeah
Put your hands up
Side to side, come on
Put 'em up, put 'em up from side to side
Rollin' back on that ass with the hellified gangsta lean
Gettin' funky on the mic like a old batch of collard greens
It's the capital S, oh yes, I'm fresh and double O-P
D-O double G, my D-O double G, you see
Showin' much flex when it's time to wreck a mic
Pimpin' hoes and clackin' the grip like my name was Dolemite
Yeah, and it don't quit
I think they in the mood for some motherfuckin' G shit
So Dre (What up, Dogg?)
You gotta give 'em what they want (What's that, G?)
You gotta break 'em off somethin' (Hell yeah)
And it's gotta be bumpin'
City of Compton is where it takes place
So I'll ask your attention
Mobbin' with the Dogg Pound, bow wow wow
Droppin' the funky shit that's makin' 'em suckers bitches mumble
When I'm on the mic, it's like a cookie, they all crumble
Try to get close and that ass'll get smacked
My motherfuckin' homie Doggy Dogg has got my back
Never let me slip, 'cause if I slip, then I'm slippin'
But if I got my dick, then you know I'm straight trippin'
And I'ma continue to put the rap down, put the mack down
And if your ass wanna trip, I'll have to put the smack down
Yeah, and it 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 to the break of dawn
C-O-M-P-T-O-N in the city they call Long Beach
Puttin' this shit together like my nigga D-O-C
No one can do it better
It's like this, that and this and, uh
It's like that and like this and like that and, uh
It's like this, and who gives a fuck about those?
So just chill
Somebody say "Ho"
Ho
Say "Ho"
Ho
Say "Ain't no party like an N.W.A. party"
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I got the fever
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Writer(s): Leon Haywood, Frederick Knight, Cordozar Calvin Broadus
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