🎵 Tha Next Episode (Original) // by Dr. Dre

1 ContributorTha Next Episode (Original) Lyrics [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 If it, if it Dre (Uh-huh) If it, if it Snoop (Uh-huh) Back on track as we roll like a 7-8 Coupe DeVille, you chill on the funky cut Guess what? (What up?), we still Loccin' up So those who oppose will get smacked up nicely By the smooth macadamian who's awfully sheisty Some thinkin' 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 motherfuckin' Dr. D-R-E [Verse 2: Dr. Dre & Snoop Dogg] I'm still saucin' 'cause I'm the boss and Say they flossin', 'cause it's Compton Every baddest bitch who wants to get broke off That's how I do it, get into it With the fluid, and I thought you knew it Doin' it like this and doin' it like that And, uh, when it comes to gats, the nine has to know I'm rastlin' Why try to put up a fight when I can just grab my chrome and put it to ya dome? Only make ya thank, so before you try to gank Would you ask ya stank about my bank or ya strength (The 1-5-1) 'Cause that's what you're dealin' wit' My 9 double-M; that's what I kill 'em wit' If you keep comin' at the Doc like he's crazy Fuckin' wit' Dre, you'll be pushin' up daisies Niggas who talk shit really don't faze me 'Cause ain't nothin', but a G thang, baby [Verse 3: Snoop Dogg] Now G's, not B-G's, but O-G's "What about the women, Snoop?" Bitch, please I ain't got time to be pent up for a ho Even if she givin' up dough, yo ho, no baby Ya 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 frontin' on the pussy, then I fucked ya cousin I ain't buzzin', I'ma get mine; straight up I'm still Doggy Dogg, so what would I have to wait if knowin' they hoein' Throwin' the pussy at a nigga like me 'Cause I'm shakin' 'em, bakin' 'em, takin' 'em, fakin' 'em Makin' 'em brake they selves, G And your pooh-butt nigga bet' not trip 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 a murderer wit' just one switch Die try to throw up for your ugly-ass bitch Now you're put to rest and there's no comin' back As I groove in my life just to show you where it's 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 nothin', but a G thang, baby [Verse 4: Dr. Dre] For one of forty-four ways The motherfuckin' D-R-E is gettin' paid 'Cause I fade, the shit's made I lay real shit, never let no motherfucker feel shit That's somethin' Dre can never deal wit' I don't want no motherfuckin' bitches on my roster Cross the road when you know it's gonna cost ya You don't want no problems then So get fuck up off my fuckin' nuts, I rock cuts then fuck sluts So what's the deal? As I reveal The true feelin' that I know you wanna feel Still, do it like a motherfuckin' nigga for life If you slippin' with the bitch, then I'll be fuckin' yo' wife They call me Dre, but also the notorious one Dre G, that's why I'm always holdin' my gun Gun days then went months and sold blunts that made it that phat 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 M-U-R-D-E-R, 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 nothin', but a G thang, baby