Lyrics:

Pump pump, pump pump, pump pump
Pump pump, pump pump.
Let the motion of your body be the key.
'Cuz we be the motherfucking G Funk family.
Now, I'll play the G in this deadly game.
Snoop Dogg is the name, Dogg Pound's the game.
If it ain't one thing it's a motherfucking 'nother.
Word to my granny and my daddy and my mother.
Whether standing on the corner or bouncing in the six-deuce.
When I was locked up, I couldn't wait to get loose.
'Cuz back in the days, on the side where it's at.
A nigga had to have a fat stack.
And I was a fool, don't make me have to grab my strap.
And go rat-tat-tat-tat, nigga.
Slap to a motherfucker face, he fall.
Can't none of y'all niggaz see the Doggy Dogg.
'Cuz I'm one rude bwoy coming with the wickedness.
So shut the fuck up and listen while I'm kicking this.
Blam blam, blam to dem all.
Listen to the shots from my nigga Doggy Dogg.
(Pump pump)
Blam blam, blam to dem all.
Listen to the shots from my nigga Doggy Dogg.
(Pump pump)
Now you can look 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.
Follow me, follow me, listen to the words that a nigga.
I come down with the wickedness.
One rude bwoy coming with the darkness.
(Blam)
Close your eyes 'cuz you can't see me.
I quit school cause of recess you fucking B.G.
I'm shaking up the party, like 'Lodi Dodi'.
Is he the dopest? Ya betta ask somebody.
When then send, some gin.
And a pack of zig zags, now let the games begin.
In nineteen motherfucking ninety three.
I'm fucking up every nigga known in the industry.
Check this out, it's a Dogg Pound thang.
You know who I am, you know my motherfuckin name, who am I?
(The S N Double O P)
Nickname, last name.
(Silky Smooth, D O double G)
The behavior and the flavor that I found.
Makes me wanna hit that ass up with the Dogg Pound.
Blam blam, blam to dem all.
Listen to the shots from my nigga Doggy Dogg.
(Pump pump)
Blam blam, blam to dem all.
Listen to the shots from my nigga Doggy Dogg.
(Pump pump)

Now just back up, don't act up, I pack up much heat.
Any battle I'm in, I win, I can't be beat.
Don't sleep while I creep, peep out my technique.
I forgot, I'm out of sight, so you can't see.
The MC of the year, you hear and you fear.
I got something for them niggaz in the front and the rear.
I handle the sides, did a drive-by in the who-ride.
I'm satisfied now everything is really alright.
You know when I come, nigga, I come wicked.
Don't need no permission, motherfucker, I'ma kick it.
Niggaz sweat my shit, I wet 'em up with the biscuit.
Lick 'em up shot, it don't stop 'til dem all drop.
Make up your mind, go pop or slang rocks.
Just stop, rotting on the next niggaz jock.
I'm strapped with my glock on your block.
And ready to let loose on the first imitator that I spot.
Blam blam, blam to dem all.
Listen to the shots from my nigga Doggy Dogg.
(Pump pump)
Blam blam, blam to dem all.
Listen to the shots from my nigga Doggy Dogg.
(Pump pump)