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"G Funk Intro"

[Intro: George Clinton]
Yeah, this is another story about dogs
For the dog that don't pee on trees is a b*tch
So says Snoop Dogg
So get your pooper scooper, 'cause the n*gga's talkin sh*t
Roof! Roof! Roof! Roof! Roof!

[Verse 1: The Lady of Rage, (Dr. Dre), & Snoop Dogg]
I'm sippin' on Tanqueray
With my mind on my money and my mouth fulla gan-jay
R-A-G to the motherf*ckin' E
Back with my n*gga, 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 sh*t?
I rock ruff and stuff with my Afro Puffs
Handcuffed as I bust, 'bout to tear sh*t up
Oh, what? Did ya think I, didn't ever think I
Would be the one to make you blink eye, I'm catchy 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
Kickin' up dust and I don't give a goddamn
'Cause I'm that lyrical murderer, pleading guilty
You know from my skills I'm about to be–
Filthy, large, Rage in charge
You know what's happenin', don't try to play Raj
This ain't no rerun, see hon', don't you wanna be one
However, Rage'll wreck ya, 'cause I'm def
I kick my vocals, I loc yo, coast to coast or local, uh
I'll make 'em go coo-coo for my Cocoa
Puffin' stuff, ayo Snoop, you're up
Let these n*ggas know that n*ggas don't give a f*ck

[Bridge: Snoop Dogg]
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 motherf*ckers tryin' to be like me
Ever since I put it down with the D-R-E

[Outro: George Clinton]
Foamin' at the mouth and waggin' his tail
Searchin through the yard with a keen sense of smell
Lookin' for the business in heat
And when he find it he'll be sniffin 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 motherf*ckin' hoe!
He f*cked the fleas off a b*tch
He shaked the ticks off his di*k
And in the booty, he buries his motherf*ckin' bone
And if there's any left over
He'll roll over and take a doggy bag home

Damn, that Tanqueray is talkin' to a n*gga
I ain't bullsh*ttin, one of y'all n*ggas gotta get it
Man, I got to p*ss
Breath test?

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