Nuthin’ But a G Thang (Clean Radio Version) Dr. Dre (Ft. Snoop Dogg)

[Verse 1: Snoop Doggy Dogg & Dr. Dre]
One, two, three and to the four
Snoop Doggy Dogg and Dr. Dre is at the door
Ready to make an entrance so back on up
(Before I have to pull the strap out the cut)
Gimme the microphone first so I can bust like a bubble
Compton and Long Beach together, now you know you in trouble
'Cause ain't nuthin' but a G thang, baby
Two loc'ed out G's going crazy
Death Row is the label that pays me
Unfadeable so please don't try to fade this (Hell yeah)
But, um, 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 trick 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, when she burnin', I'ma chill for a minute
'Cause ain't no lovin' good enough to get burnt while I'm up in it (Yeah)
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

[Chorus: Dr. Dre & Snoop, Snoop]
It's like this and like that and like this and a—
It's like that and like this and like that and a—
It's like this and like that and like this and a—
Dre, creep to the mic like a phantom