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G Funk Intro (Feat. Dr. Dre & The Lady Of Rage)

Yeah,

This is another story about dogs

For the dog that don't pee on trees, is a bitch

So says Snoop Dogg, get your pooper scooper

Cause the nigga's talking shit

Aroof!I'm sipping on Tanqueray

With my my mind on my money and my mouth in the ganjahy

Are-A-G to the motherfucking E

Back with my nigga S-N double O-P

(Yeah, and ya don't stop)

Rage in effect I just begun to rock

(I said yeah, and you don't quit)

(Hey yo Rage would you please drop some gangsta shit)

I rock ruff and stuff with my Afro Puffs

Handcuffed as I bust bout to tear shit up

Oh what did ya think I, didn't ever think I

Would be the one to make you blink eye, I catch you like pink-eye

Never will there ever be another like me

Um you can play the left, 'cause it ain't no right in me

Out the picture out the frame out the box I knock em all

Smack em out the park, like A Friendly Game of Baseball

Grand, slam, yes I am

Kicking up dust and I don't give a god damn!

Cause I'm that lyrical murderer

Pleading guilty, you know for my skills I'm about to be

Filthy large, Rage in charge

You know what's happenin don't try to play large

This ain't no Rerun, see hun, don't ya want to be one

A cover, word to wreck ya, cause I never get my vocals

I'm loco, close to Constantinople,

I'll make 'em go coo-coo for my Cocoa

Puffin stuff, hey yo Snoop, you're up

Let these niggas know that niggas don't give a fuck!This is just a small introduction to the G Funk Era

Everyday of my life I take a glimpse in the mirror

And I see motherfuckers trying to be like me

Every since I put it down with the D-are-EFoaming at the mouth and wagging his tail

Searching through the yards with a keen sense of smell

Looking for the business in heat

And when he find it he'll be sniffing her seat

We travel in packs and we do it from the back

How else can you get to the booty?

We do it Doggystyle, all the while we do it Doggystyle

Yo motherfucking hoes

He fucked the fleas off a bitch

He shacked the ticks off his dick

And in the booty, he buries his motherfucking bone

And if there's any left over

He'll roll over and take a doggy bag home

Songwriters

CALVIN C. BROADUS, GEORGE CLINTON, PHILIPPE WYNN, ROBIN Y ALLENPublished by

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