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| | | Artist | | | Album | | | Song | Snoop Bounce |
| (feat. Charlie Wilson)
[Intro/Chorus: Charlie Wilson]
Ain't no funkit's funkyit's Doggystyle (Ain't it funky nuff?)
(Death Row-owDeath Rowwwww)
(Everybody knows I got more bounce than an ounce)
[repeat]
[Verse 1: Snoop Doggy Dogg]
Shucksstompin in my big blue chucks
More bounce to the ounce while I'm ditchin you clutz
Bump-bump-bump-bump while you're bumpin your sounds
It's the zoo and the Pound we don't fuck around
Relax your mind and let your conscience be free
and get downstompin grounds is the LBC
I slid up out the game and MC's get wacked
but now I'm back (Oh shit!)so go get your strap
Watch your headI break wit
wit G'sMuslimshardheads and dreds
Bouncerock while rollerskatin
on them 20 inch tyres wit the platinum Daytons
I'm not that BG poppin all that junk
about "I'll fuck you up"he sound like a punk
I been there and done thatno inspiration
All day illustration beat conversation
[Chorus]
[Verse 2: Snoop Dogg]
I keep niggas in the studioword is bond
Been workin on ya new album for two years strong
and still can't come up with the right song
You know what they say:'Study longstudy long'
All aboard the train so come along
cos we keep the glue stuff against the bone
It's alright ain't no room for wrong
Doggyland is the motherlandmake yourself at home
I got money loads by the barrels
I even got a few fans that's crazy like DeNiro
I'm international money makerplayer hater
shhok up off the sake of spendin dollars and I always holler
at a player though cos players know the real from the fake
You can put that on your toastyour coast and your state
I give you people what you like
What I look like in jail and can't get on the mic
[Chorus x1 1/2]
[Verse 3: Snoop Dogg]
Killin up crewsgive em the real street blues
Have em slidin in their eelskinsgroovin in their tennis shoes
Of course it don't stop bein a Westside ridah
Wit no tattoo that's how they got the clue
I lay conversation on wax and CD's
BG's and o-riginalshere come the mission
Makin biters ride the Pound for the rest of the season
Doggy DPG ya lil homeyuhh
I represent the LBC-ment
Windows tintnigga that's the president
I hit you with a tune every blue moon
Collard on your plate so you can stuff it in your face
Nigga say your Grace before you touch your plate
It taste like it's laced but it ain't
This one puff uncutno doubt
Everybody know I gotta ounce and a half
[Chorus x1 1/2]
[Outro:]
Shucks
(Oooh ooh ooohhh oooohhhh oohoooh oooh oooohhhh ooh)
(Death RowwwwDeath Rowwww)
[repeat]
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