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 
(Cause you know we 'bout had to rip [bad word] up) 
Gimme the microphone first, so I can bust like a bubble  [bad word] and Long Beach together, now you know you in trouble 
Ain't nuthin' but a thang, baby 
Two loc'ed out G's so we're crazy 
Death Row is the label that pays me 
Unfadable, so please don't try to fade this  [bad word] yeah) 
But 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 [bad word] 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 [bad word]  Lieutenant 
Ain't no [bad word] good enough to get burnt while I'm up in it 
(yeah) 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  
 
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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 peepin', and I'm creepin', and I'm creepin' 
But I [bad word] 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 [bad word] 
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 
 
Fallin' back on that [bad word] with a hellified gangsta' lean 
Gettin' funky on the mic like a' old batch a collard greens 
It's the capital S, oh yes, the fresh N - double O - P 
- O - double - Y - O - double 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 [bad word] #39; [bad word] 
So Dre. (What up Dogg?) 
We gotta give 'em what they want (What's that, G?) 
We gotta break 'em off somethin'  [bad word] yeah) 
And it's gotta be bumpin' (City [bad word] #33;) 
 
It's where it takes place so I'm a ask your attention 
Mobbin like a [bad word] but I ain't lynchin 
Droppin' the funky [bad word] that's makin the sucka niggaz mumble 
When I'm on the mic, it's like a cookie, they all [bad word] 
Try to get close, and your [bad word] #39;ll get smacked 
My [bad word] 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 [bad word] talk [bad word]  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 
- O - M - P - T - O - N, and the city they call Long Beach 
Puttin' the [bad word] together 
Like my [bad word] D. O. C. , no one can do it better 
 
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