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Straight Outta Compton (Music from the Motion Picture)

1. Nuthin' But A G Thang

   Lyrics: Nuthin' But A G Thang

   One, two, three and to the fo'
   Snoop Doggy Dogg and Dr. Dre is at the do'
   
   Ready to make an entrance, so back on up
   
   'Cause you know we're 'bout 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 nuttin' but a G thang, baby, two loc'ed out niggaz so we're crazy
   'Death Row', is the label that pays me
   
   Unfadeable, so please don't try to fade this
   (Hell, yeah)
   But uhh, back to the lecture at hand
   Perfection is perfected, so I'ma let 'em understand
   
   From a young G's perspective and before me dig out
   A 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, you know I ain't with that shit, Lieutenant
   
   Ain't no pussy good enough to get burnt while I'm up in it
   And that's realer than real deal Holyfield
   
   And now you hookers and hoes 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
   Well, I'm peepin', 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 befoe
   
   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 old funky shit
   To add to my collection, the selection
   
   Symbolizes dope, take a toke, but don't choke
   If you do, you'll have no clue
   On 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 who gives a fuck about those?
   So just chill, 'til the next episode
   Fallin' back on that ass with a hellafied gangsta lean
   
   Gettin' funky on the mic like a old batch of collard greens
   It's the capital S, oh yes, I'm 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' hoes and clockin' a grip like my name was Dolomite
   
   Yeah, and it don't quit, I think they in the mood
   For some motherfuckin' G shit
   (Hell, yeah)
   So, Dre
   (Whattup, Dogg?)
   Gotta give em what they 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 when asked, yo' attention
   
   Mobbin' like a muh'fucker 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 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 nina, then you know I'm straight trippin'
   And I'ma continue to put the rap down, put the mack down
   And if you bitches talk shit, I'll have to put the smack down
   Yeah, and you 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
   And the city they call Long Beach, puttin' the shit together
   Like my nigga 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 who gives a fuck about those?
   So just chill, 'til the next episode