Gz & Hustlas
Dr. Dre Lyrics


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This is for the Gz, and this is for the Hustlas
This is for the hustlas, now back to the Gz
This is for the Gz, and this is for the Hustlas
This is for the hustlas now back to the Gz

Freeze, at ease, now let me drop some more of them keys
It's 19-9-tre so let me just play
It's Snoop Dogg, I'm on the mic, I'm back with Dr. Dre
But this time I'ma hit yo' ass with a touch
To leave motherfuckers in a daze, fucked up
So sit back relax new jacks get smacked
It's Snoop Doggy Dogg I'm at the top of the stack
I don't lack for a second, and I'm still checking
The dopest motherfucker that ya hearing on the record
It's me, ya see, S-N-double-O-P
D-O-double-G-why, the D-O-double-G
I'm fly as a falcon, soaring through the sky
And I'm high till I dizzie, rizzide
So check it, I get busy, I make your head dizzy
I blow up your mouth like I was Dizzy Gillespie
I'm crazy, you can't phase me
I'm the S oh yes, I'm fresh, I don't fuck with the stress
I'm all about the chronic, bionic ya see
Every single day, chilling with the D-O-double-G's
P-O-you-N-D that's my clique, my crew
Ya fuck with us, we gots to fuck you up
I thought ya knew, but yet and still
Ya want to get real, now it's time to peel, ya say chill
And feel, the motherfucking realism
Snoop Doggy Dogg is on the mic I'm hitting hard as steel nigga

This is for the Gz, and this is for the Hustlas
This is for the hustlas, now back to the Gz
This is for the Gz, and this is for the Hustlas
This is for the hustlas now back to the Gz

How many hoes in your motherfucking group
Want to take a ride in my 7-8 Coupe, DeVille
Chill, as I take you on a trip
Where them niggas ride, and slide, you know about the East Side
Niggas like myself, here to show you where it's at
With my hoes on my side, and my strap on my back
Papers I stack daily, and Death Row is still the label that pays me
But you know how that goes
We flow toe for toe, if you ain't on the Row
Fuck you and your hoe, really doe, so check it
It's Snoop Doggy Dogg on the solo tip
Still clocking grip, and really don't give a shit
About nothing at all, just my Doggs, stepping through the fog
And I'm still gonna fade em all
With the gangsta shit that keeps ya hanging
How many hoes in ninety-four will I be banging?
Every single one, to get the job done
As I dip, skip, flip, right back to two one
Where the sun be shining and I be ryhming
It's me, Snoop D-O-double-G, and I'm climbing

This is for the Gz, and this is for the Hustlas
This is for the hustlas, now back to the Gz
This is for the Gz, and this is for the Hustlas
This is for the hustlas now back to the Gz

I come creeping through the fog with my sagging Dukes
East Side, Long Beach, in a 7-8 Coupe DeBille
I'm rolling with the G Funk, bumping in my shit and it don't quit
So drop it on the one motherfucker put together that set
A nigga with a grip of that gangsta shit
With the Eastside hoes on my motherfucking dick
And the Compton niggas all about to set trip
Swing it back, bring it back, just like this
And if you with my shit, then blaze up another spliff
And keep the motherfucking blunt in your pocket loc
'cause Doggy Dogg is all about the zig zag smoke
See it's a West coast thing, where I'm from
And if you want some, get some, bad enough, take some
But watch the gun by my side
Because it represents me and the motherfucking East Side
So bow down to the bow wow, cause bow wow
Yippie yo, you can't see my flow
My shit is dope, original, now you know
And can't no hood fuck with Death Rizzow

This is for the Gz, and this is for the Hustlas
This is for the hustlas, now back to the Gz




This is for the Gz, and this is for the Hustlas
This is for the hustlas now back to the Gz

Overall Meaning

The lyrics to Dr. Dre's song Gz & Hustlas are a celebration of the gangster lifestyle and a call to all the gangsters (Gz) and hustlers to come together. The song begins with a call to the Gz and Hustlas to unite, with the refrain "This is for the Gz, and this is for the Hustlas." Snoop Dogg then takes over the mic, delivering a rap about his prowess in the gangster lifestyle. He boasts about his ability to leave his enemies in a daze and to blow up their mouths like Dizzy Gillespie.


The second verse is all about the gangster lifestyle and the hoes who want to ride in his 7-8 Coupe De Ville. He raps about how Death Row is still the label that pays him and how he doesn't care about anything else except his crew. He boasts about how he is climbing to the top of the gangster world, and he is relentless in his pursuit of this goal.


Overall, the lyrics to Gz & Hustlas are a celebration of the gangster lifestyle and a call to all the gangsters and hustlers out there to come together.


Line by Line Meaning

This is for the Gz, and this is for the Hustlas
This song is dedicated to both the gangsters and hustlers in the streets.


This is for the hustlas, now back to the Gz
Now the focus shifts back to the gangsters and their way of life.


This is for the hustlas now back to the Gz
Once again, the focus returns to the gangsters.


Freeze, at ease, now let me drop some more of them keys
Listen up and pay attention, I'm about to drop some wisdom on you.


It's 19-9-tre so let me just play
It's 1993, and Dr. Dre is here to play some music for you.


It's Snoop Dogg, I'm on the mic, I'm back with Dr. Dre
Snoop Dogg is rapping on this track, and he's teamed up with Dr. Dre again.


But this time I'ma hit yo' ass with a touch
Snoop is going to bring a great performance this time around.


To leave motherfuckers in a daze, fucked up
His performance will leave the listeners in awe, bewildered.


So sit back relax new jacks get smacked
Sit back and enjoy the ride, but if you're not a seasoned pro, you might be overwhelmed.


It's Snoop Doggy Dogg I'm at the top of the stack
Snoop is the best in the game and everyone knows it.


I don't lack for a second, and I'm still checking
He's always on his A-game and constantly improving.


The dopest motherfucker that ya hearing on the record
Snoop is the most skilled and talented rapper on this track.


It's me, ya see, S-N-double-O-P
Snoop introduces himself as Snoop Dogg, spelled S-N double-O-P.


D-O-double-G-why, the D-O-double-G
He spells out his name again, D-O-double-G, stating that he's the real deal.


I'm fly as a falcon, soaring through the sky
He's as smooth and majestic as a falcon in flight.


And I'm high till I dizzie, rizzide
He's also high on something that's making him feel dizzy and euphoric.


So check it, I get busy, I make your head dizzy
Snoop is so skilled he'll make you feel dizzy with his rhymes.


I blow up your mouth like I was Dizzy Gillespie
He's so good, he can even make your mouth drop open in awe, like a famous trumpeter Dizzy Gillespie.


I'm crazy, you can't phase me
He's crazy, and nothing can stop him from succeeding in his career.


I'm the S oh yes, I'm fresh, I don't fuck with the stress
He's Snoop, the freshest in the game, and he doesn't let stress get to him.


I'm all about the chronic, bionic ya see
He's all about smoking marijuana, and he's as strong and powerful as a machine, bionic.


Every single day, chilling with the D-O-double-G's
He hangs out with other gangsters every single day, and they call themselves D-O-double-G's.


P-O-you-N-D that's my clique, my crew
Pound is his group of closest friends and allies who he associates with.


Ya fuck with us, we gots to fuck you up
If you mess with Snoop's group, they'll retaliate and hurt you.


I thought ya knew, but yet and still
He assumes you should already know this information, but he'll remind you anyways.


Ya want to get real, now it's time to peel, ya say chill
If you're not ready for the truth, you need to leave. But if you're ready for the real, stick around and enjoy.


And feel, the motherfucking realism
Get ready to experience true, gritty reality.


Snoop Doggy Dogg is on the mic I'm hitting hard as steel nigga
Snoop is rapping hard, and his words are hitting like steel.


How many hoes in your motherfucking group
He wants to know how many women you have in your circle of friends.


Want to take a ride in my 7-8 Coupe, DeVille
Snoop has a fancy car, a Cadillac Coupe DeVille, and he's asking if you want to ride along with him.


Chill, as I take you on a trip
Relax as he takes you on a ride through his city.


Where them niggas ride, and slide, you know about the East Side
He's taking you to the East Side, where all the gangsters are.


Niggas like myself, here to show you where it's at
He's one of the gangsters who is going to show you how they live.


With my hoes on my side, and my strap on my back
He has women by his side and a weapon on his back, ready for anything.


Papers I stack daily, and Death Row is still the label that pays me
He's making a lot of money and Death Row Records is the reason why.


But you know how that goes
You already know how money flows in the music industry.


We flow toe for toe, if you ain't on the Row
If you're not part of their record label, you can't compete with them.


Fuck you and your hoe, really doe, so check it
He doesn't care about your feelings, and he just wants you to know it.


It's Snoop Doggy Dogg on the solo tip
He's by himself now, rapping alone.


Still clocking grip, and really don't give a shit
He's still making money, and he doesn't care what anyone thinks of it.


About nothing at all, just my Doggs, stepping through the fog
He only cares about his friends and allies, walking through life together.


And I'm still gonna fade em all
He's still going to defeat anyone who tries to stop him.


With the gangsta shit that keeps ya hanging
He's still making music that keeps people hooked and interested.


How many hoes in ninety-four will I be banging?
He's wondering how many women will want to have sex with him in 1994.


Every single one, to get the job done
He'll have sex with every woman he wants, that's how he gets the job done.


As I dip, skip, flip, right back to two one
He's going somewhere else now, back to the East Side in 1991.


Where the sun be shining and I be ryhming
He's rapping in the bright, sunny East Side.


It's me, Snoop D-O-double-G, and I'm climbing
He's climbing the ranks of the rap industry and getting more successful.


I come creeping through the fog with my sagging Dukes
He's approaching quietly with his baggy pants on.


East Side, Long Beach, in a 7-8 Coupe DeBille
He's driving in his Cadillac on the East Side of Long Beach.


I'm rolling with the G Funk, bumping in my shit and it don't quit
He's listening to G Funk music and it won't stop playing.


So drop it on the one motherfucker put together that set
He wants everyone to listen to his music, which he believes is the best.


A nigga with a grip of that gangsta shit
He's a gangster rapper with a lot of power in the industry.


With the Eastside hoes on my motherfucking dick
He has women under his power, following him like groupies.


And the Compton niggas all about to set trip
The Compton gangsters are showing their loyalty to Snoop and his crew.


Swing it back, bring it back, just like this
He's bringing the music back to its roots, and it's a classic style.


And if you with my shit, then blaze up another spliff
If you're a fan of his music, then you should smoke some marijuana and enjoy it more.


And keep the motherfucking blunt in your pocket loc
He's telling you to keep the marijuana joint in your pocket for later use.


'cause Doggy Dogg is all about the zig zag smoke
He loves marijuana more than anything, and he wants you to know that about him.


See it's a West coast thing, where I'm from
His love of marijuana is a common trait among West coast rappers.


And if you want some, get some, bad enough, take some
If you want to smoke with him badly enough, then you should just do it.


But watch the gun by my side
Be careful around him, because he's carrying a weapon with him.


Because it represents me and the motherfucking East Side
The gun represents his power and the power of the East Side gangsters he associates with.


So bow down to the bow wow, cause bow wow
He's telling his fans to bow down to him, or anyone who tries to challenge him.


Yippie yo, you can't see my flow
He's telling you that no one can match his rhyme style.


My shit is dope, original, now you know
His music is amazing, unique, and he wants you to remember that.


And can't no hood fuck with Death Rizzow
No one can beat Snoop and his friends from Death Row Records.




Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Written by: CALVIN BROADUS, DELMER DREW ARNAUD, DON BLACKMAN

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@demoscratos4577

How many only came to hear PAC ?!

@loveyougumbo

Definitely

@robertgriffiths6922

Snoop should be honored for his lifetime commitment to the game!! Fucking legend rip pac, snoop pac is shining on u xxx god bless dog from the UK

@richardsteele1227

AMEN 🙏 ❤🙏🙌🤙👏✊

@mauricioamaral489

Seriously, this is the best rap mix ever. This beat is a banger. From the Doggstyle album from Snoop. Holy f** shit. Kids, if you want to listen a so good, really fckng good oldschool rap, this is your first lesson. (Sry about my awful english)

@aboutshowroom9186

Haha.. "oldschool"... Now that's cute.

@tomi3634

2pac making magic from the sky

@charleslewis4737

Great remix bro i think 2pac killed it

@chase24b97

Yo same

@91Nichts

You should do a motherfuckin' megamix from this beat. Like 1 hour....Amazing tune

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