*featuring Malik (Lil Hershey Loc)
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[Verse One:]
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[static]
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Pump Pump, Pump Pump, Pump Pump, Pump Pump
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Pump Pump
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Let the motion of your body be the key, cuz we
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be the motherfuckin G Funk family
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Now, I'll play the G in this deadly game
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Snoop Dogg is the name Dogg Pound's the game
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If it ain't one thing it's a motherfuckin nother
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Word to my granny and my daddy, and my mother
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Whether standin on the corner, or bouncin in the six-deuce
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When I was locked up, I couldn't wait to get loose
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Cuz back in the days, on the side where it's at
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A nigga had to have a fat stack
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And I was a fool, don't make me have to grab my strap and go
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rat-tat-tat-tat, nigga slap to a motherfucker face he fall
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Can't none of y'all niggaz see the Doggy Dogg
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Cuz I'm one rude bwoy comin with the wickedness
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So shut the fuck up, and listen while I'm kickin this
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[Chorus: (repeat 2X)]
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Blam blam, blam to dem all
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Listen to the shots from my nigga Doggy Dogg (pump pump)
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[Verse Two: Snoop]
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Now you can look to the Sun, and spot the moon
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And see Snoop Doggy Dogg step into the room
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With the G funk, he funk, she funk, we funk
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Follow me, follow me, listen to the words that a nigga...
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I come down with the wickedness
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One rude bwoy comin with the darkness (blam!)
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Close your eyes cuz you can't see me
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I quit school cause of recess you fuckin B.G.
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I'm shakin up the party, like Lodi Dodi
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Is he the dopest? Ya betta ask somebody
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When, then, send, some gin
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And a pack of zig zags now let the games begin
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In nineteen-motherfuckin-ninety-three
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I'm fuckin up every nigga known in the indistry
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Check this out, it's a Dogg Pound thang
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You know who I am you know my motherfuckin name, who am I?
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(The S-N-Double-O-P) nickname (Silky Smell) last name (D-O-double-G)
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The behavior and the flavor that I found
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Makes me wanna hit that ass up with the Dogg Pound
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[Chorus]
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[Verse Three: Malik]
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Now just back up, don't act up, I pack up much heat
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Any battle I'm in, I win, I can't be beat
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Don't sleep while I creep peep out my technique
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I forgot, I'm out of sight so you can't see the
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MC of the year, you hear and you fear
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i got somethin for them niggaz in the front and the rear
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I handle the sides, did a driveby in the who-ride
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I'm satisfied now everything is really alright
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You know when I come nigga I come wicked
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Don't need no permisison, motherfucker I'ma kick it
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Niggaz sweat my shit I wet em up with the biscuit
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Lick em up shot, it don't stop, till dem all drop
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Make up your mind, go pop or slang rocks
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Just stop, rottin on the next niggaz jock
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I'm strapped with my glock on your block
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And ready to let loose on the first imitator that I spot
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[Chorus]
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Pump Pump
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| Snoop Dogg |
