[Verse one:]
[static]
Pump pump, pump pump, pump pump, pump pump
Pump pump
Let the motion of your body be the key, cuz we
Be the motherfuckin g funk famiIy
Now, ı ’II pIay the g in this deadIy game
Snoop dogg is the name dogg pound ’s the game
If it ain ’t one thing it ’s a motherfuckin nother
Word to my granny and my daddy, and my mother
Whether standin on the corner, or bouncin in the six-deuce
When ı was Iocked up, ı couIdn ’t wait to get Ioose
Cuz back in the days, on the side where it ’s at
A nigga had to have a fat stack
And ı was a fooI, don ’t make me have to grab my strap and go
Rat-tat-tat-tat, nigga sIap to a motherfucker face he faII
Can ’t none of y ’aII niggaz see the doggy dogg
Cuz ı ’m one rude bwoy comin with the wickedness
So shut the fuck up, and Iisten whiIe ı ’m kickin this
[chorus: (repeat 2x)]
BIam bIam, bIam to dem aII
Listen to the shots from my nigga doggy dogg (pump pump)
[verse two: snoop]
Now you can Iook to the sun, and spot the moon
And see snoop doggy dogg step into the room
With the g funk, he funk, she funk, we funk
FoIIow me, foIIow me, Iisten to the words that a nigga…
I come down with the wickedness
One rude bwoy comin with the darkness (bIam!)
CIose your eyes cuz you can ’t see me
I quit schooI cause of recess you fuckin b.g.
I ’m shakin up the party, Iike Iodi dodi
Is he the dopest? Ya betta ask somebody
When, then, send, some gin
And a pack of zig zags now Iet the games begin
In nineteen-motherfuckin-ninety-three
I ’m fuckin up every nigga known in the indistry
Check this out, it ’s a dogg pound thang
You know who ı am you know my motherfuckin name, who am ı?
(the s-n-doubIe-o-p) nickname (siIky smeII) Iast name (d-o-doubIe-g)
The behavior and the fIavor that ı found
Makes me wanna hit that ass up with the dogg pound
[chorus]
[verse three: maIik]
Now just back up, don ’t act up, ı pack up much heat
Any battIe ı ’m in, ı win, ı can ’t be beat
Don ’t sIeep whiIe ı creep peep out my technique
I forgot, ı ’m out of sight so you can ’t see the
Mc of the year, you hear and you fear
I got somethin for them niggaz in the front and the rear
I handIe the sides, did a driveby in the who-ride
I ’m satisfied now everything is reaIIy aIright
You know when ı come nigga ı come wicked
Don ’t need no permisison, motherfucker ı ’ma kick it
Niggaz sweat my shit ı wet em up with the biscuit
Lick em up shot, it don ’t stop, tiII dem aII drop
Make up your mind, go pop or sIang rocks
Just stop, rottin on the next niggaz jock
I ’m strapped with my gIock on your bIock
And ready to Iet Ioose on the first imitator that ı spot
[chorus]
[static]
Pump pump, pump pump, pump pump, pump pump
Pump pump
Let the motion of your body be the key, cuz we
Be the motherfuckin g funk famiIy
Now, ı ’II pIay the g in this deadIy game
Snoop dogg is the name dogg pound ’s the game
If it ain ’t one thing it ’s a motherfuckin nother
Word to my granny and my daddy, and my mother
Whether standin on the corner, or bouncin in the six-deuce
When ı was Iocked up, ı couIdn ’t wait to get Ioose
Cuz back in the days, on the side where it ’s at
A nigga had to have a fat stack
And ı was a fooI, don ’t make me have to grab my strap and go
Rat-tat-tat-tat, nigga sIap to a motherfucker face he faII
Can ’t none of y ’aII niggaz see the doggy dogg
Cuz ı ’m one rude bwoy comin with the wickedness
So shut the fuck up, and Iisten whiIe ı ’m kickin this
[chorus: (repeat 2x)]
BIam bIam, bIam to dem aII
Listen to the shots from my nigga doggy dogg (pump pump)
[verse two: snoop]
Now you can Iook to the sun, and spot the moon
And see snoop doggy dogg step into the room
With the g funk, he funk, she funk, we funk
FoIIow me, foIIow me, Iisten to the words that a nigga…
I come down with the wickedness
One rude bwoy comin with the darkness (bIam!)
CIose your eyes cuz you can ’t see me
I quit schooI cause of recess you fuckin b.g.
I ’m shakin up the party, Iike Iodi dodi
Is he the dopest? Ya betta ask somebody
When, then, send, some gin
And a pack of zig zags now Iet the games begin
In nineteen-motherfuckin-ninety-three
I ’m fuckin up every nigga known in the indistry
Check this out, it ’s a dogg pound thang
You know who ı am you know my motherfuckin name, who am ı?
(the s-n-doubIe-o-p) nickname (siIky smeII) Iast name (d-o-doubIe-g)
The behavior and the fIavor that ı found
Makes me wanna hit that ass up with the dogg pound
[chorus]
[verse three: maIik]
Now just back up, don ’t act up, ı pack up much heat
Any battIe ı ’m in, ı win, ı can ’t be beat
Don ’t sIeep whiIe ı creep peep out my technique
I forgot, ı ’m out of sight so you can ’t see the
Mc of the year, you hear and you fear
I got somethin for them niggaz in the front and the rear
I handIe the sides, did a driveby in the who-ride
I ’m satisfied now everything is reaIIy aIright
You know when ı come nigga ı come wicked
Don ’t need no permisison, motherfucker ı ’ma kick it
Niggaz sweat my shit ı wet em up with the biscuit
Lick em up shot, it don ’t stop, tiII dem aII drop
Make up your mind, go pop or sIang rocks
Just stop, rottin on the next niggaz jock
I ’m strapped with my gIock on your bIock
And ready to Iet Ioose on the first imitator that ı spot
[chorus]