Murder Was the Case-Dr. Dre

One Two Three and to the fo' Snoop doggy dogg and dr Dre are at the do' Ready to make an entrance So back on up Cause you know we 'bout had to rip s**t 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 nuthin' but a g thang Baby Two loc'ed n***as so we're crazy Death row is the label that pays me Unfadeable So please don't try to fade this Hell yeah But back to the lecture at hand Perfection is perfected So I'm 'a let 'em understand From a young g's perspective And before me dig out a b***h I have ta' 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 wit that s**t Lieutenant Ain't no p***y good enough to get burnt while I'm up in it Yeah Now that's realer than real deal holyfield And now all you hookas and ho's 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 d**n 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 befo' With a producer who can rap and control the maestro At the same time with the d**e rhyme that I kick You know And I know I flow some ol' funky s**t To add to my collection The selection Symbolizes d**e Take a toke But don't choke If ya' do Ya' have no clue Of 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 we ain't got no love for those So jus' chill 'Til the next episode Fallin' back on that a*s with a hellified gangsta' lean Gettin' funky on the mic like a' old batch a collard greens It's the capital s Oh yes The 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' ho's and clockin' a grip like my name was dolomite Yeah And it don't quit I think they in a mood for some mothaf**kin' g s**t So dre What up dogg We 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 I'm a ask your attention Mobbin like a mothaf**ka but I ain't lynchin Droppin' the funky s**t that's makin the sucka n***az mumble When I'm on the mic It's like a cookie They all crumble Try to get close And your a*s'll get smacked My mothaf**kin 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'm a continue to put the rap down Put the mack down And if your b***hes talk s**t I have ta' put the smack down Yeah And ya' 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 'Til the break of dawn C o m p t o n and the city they call long beach Puttin' the s**t together Like my n***a 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 we ain't got no love for those So jus' chill 'Til the next episode