Tha Next Episode

[Produced by Dr. Dre] [Verse 1: Snoop Dogg] You thought it was gone, but it's on once again Light up the chronic, while I take a couple of sips of the gin Is it, is it Dre? (uh huh) Is it, is it Snoop? (uh huh) Back on track as we roll like a 7-8 coupe You deal, you chill on the (funk cut?) Guess what? (What up?) We still loccin' up So go to a (?) we'll get smacked up nicely By the smooth macadamian who's awfully shiesty Some thinking that I would switch, but I’m never to ever switch Still clockin' the grip and I give a fuck about a bitch (Baby) I gotta have it you see, and so does my diggy-dog (The motherfucking Doctor D-R-E) [Dr. Dre] I'm still Slauson Cause I'm the boss and Say they flossin' Cause It’s Compton [Snoop Dogg] Every baddest bitch who wants to get broke off Thats how I do it, get into it With the fluid, and I thought you knew it [Dr. Dre] Doing it like this and doing it like that And uh, when it comes to gats but I ain't have but no (?) Why try to put up a fight when I can just grab my chrome and put it to your dome? [Snoop Dogg] Only make ya day, so before you start a gang Would you ask your stank about my bang of the slang (The 1-5-1) Cause that's what your dealing with My 9 double-m, that's what I kill 'em with [Dr. Dre] If you keep coming at the Doc like he's (crazy) Fucking with Dre, you’ll be pushing up daisies Niggas who talk shit really don't (faze me) (Cause ain't nothing but a 'G' thang baby) [Verse 2: Snoop Dogg] Now Gs, not BGs but OGs "But I (?) Snoop," bitch please I ain't got time to be sucker for a ho Even if she giving up dope Yo ho, no (Baby) Your love is so out of reach You must've forgot that I was born and raised in Long Beach Where the hoes come a dime a dozen You start fronting on the pussy then I fucked your cousin I ain't buzzin' I'mma get mine straight up I'm still Doggy Dogg (?) Throwin' the pussy at a nigga like me Cause I’m shakin' ‘em, bakin’ ‘em, takin’ ‘em, fakin’ ‘em Making 'em brake they selves, G And your pooh-butt nigga bet nine trips So you know I got a grip on my shit And I'll bust a cap if he approaches me Just to let him see how a real motherfuckin' G Can turn into murderer with just one switch Die (?) for your ugly-ass bitch Now you're put to rest and there's no coming back As I go about my life just to show you where its at So get a glimpse of a pimp who kicks back It's still like this and like that (Hell yeah) And you say that I'm crazy But ain't nuthin' but a 'G' thang baby [Verse 3: Dr. Dre] For one of forty-four ways The motherfuckin' D-R-E is getting paid Cause I fade, the shit's made, I lay real shit Never let no motherfucker feel shit That's something Dre can never deal with I don't want no motherfuckin' bitches on my roster Cross the road when you know we're gonna cross ya You don't want no problems then So get my motherfuckin' nuts (?) rocks (?) So what's the deal? As a reveal The true feeling that I know you wanna feel Still do it like a motherfuckin' nigga for life If you flipping with your bitch then I'll be fucking your wife They call me Dre but also the notorious (?) Dre G, thats why I'm always holding my gun Gun days that went months and soul blunts That made it back fat On top of that, they don't know where my stash at Yo, so business was as usual Ain't no trippin' because I know you know what I do to you The O-N-E, the A-N-D-R-E You'll never make it to tomorrow If, you come at me like I'm crazy Take a look at how the streets straight raised me And how your whole motherfuckin' city plays me Cause ain't nothing but a G thang (baby)