Intro/Chorus:      Up jump tha boogie to the bang bang boogie   while you're bangin on ya baby OG's   That's why I flip the script to the boogie bang homey   If I'm hangin it's with DPG   *repeat*      Verse 1: Snoop Doggy Dogg      Some do the things that they do cos they dumb   and some do the things that they do for crumbs   I do mine for me ya see?   Not the big homey double O-G   Scared to do your own work, man that's fast   and that's the reason why I had to shoot you down   because you never should've tried to work my Dogg   and the lil homey wouldn't had no reason to bump   Y'all know the game ain't the same no mo'   Lil G's keep heat so big G's freeze, geez!   Johnny Rockafella went to jail-er   few many times too many and became a teller   They sell a nigga dreams if he want em   but they won't sell you the game to get up on em   Ya tryin ta find em cos you want em, they shook out   Get the book out and when the pitch come, nigga look out   it ain't hard to pump up the lil homies nigga   but it's hard for your bitch ass to get wit us   But it's steel, you put it in their head   that at 13 they better off dead (now they gone)      Chorus      Verse 2: Kurupt      Aiyo Snoop, why would niggas get into the bracket   and make a loot, niggas want trip   Spittin like "you spoke beef from the hood   Show me love nigga or don't show me shit"   Feel the fever, million dollar male like Cole Severs   Made a non-believin man into a believer   Receive a cheque the next day, my homies say   "it's the way to get paid", DP's and pay   I don't know why you wanna get on my back? (why?)   Trippin cos you know the bomb's at where I'm at   Well if that's the case you shoulda roll   wit the PG instead of losing control (motherfucker)   This is how we do, Dogg Pound Gangstas in blue   Me, D-A-Z, N-A-T-E and Snoop   Niggas from Seth be tryin to set you cos you settin your ways   so ask DJ Pooh what pays      Chorus      Verse 3: Snoop Dogg      Just what we need, bangin on wax another trip   What you gon' do nigga, jack the mothership?   You're like a actor wit another script   Predictable as Rambo wit another clip   How many niggas you gon' kill in your verse?   You need to sit down and learn to get down first   cos, uhh, real hoo-bangers are toast-slangers   not part-time FBI singers   Niggas havin bad intentions, sendin BG's on a mission   One move too many, nigga you missin   Listen you fuck wit the cyco-lic-no   loony ass nigga from your H-doubleO-D   Niggas got too flossy from all the sex they tossin   but guess what it cost em, they crossin me   But before I give a nigga a 9   I'd rather give a nigga a mic and write him a rhyme      Chorus x1 1/2