Snoop Dogg - 2001 lyrics

All I wanna do is make
The whole crowd bounce y'all
All I wanna do is make
The whole crowd bounce y'all

Instructions to this game
It's instinct mixed with knowledge
I'm a player in the game and
I know not from college
Eyes open, focus, scoping out the scene
Watch the gangsta haters close 'cause
They worse than dope fiends
I hope things get better for you
Cos I'm gon' make things get better for me
And keep the Doggystyle hottest
Thing out the LB
The L-L-G wit DPG by the sea
We ride at high tide, the East is my side
Let me tell you 'long as
My voice is recordable
That plan you got ain't gonna


Work you better audible
Oh yes I'm fresh 'til i expire from existence
With persistence, I proceed
Supplying you with what you need
No room for greed
Better go around and when it come to you
Don't bite off more than you can chew
Respect the game and the game
Will respect you back
Game is life, life is struggle
Without the coastal juggle
So if you drop I test that
Fragile as a crystal
(Will you get mad and go
Pull out your pistol?)
Or will you be a man and
Pick up all the pieces
And put it back together and
Remain tougher than leather
As for me I'm tryin to keep it real Dogg
All I wanna do is make
The whole crowd bounce y'all

Just keep it real Dogg
All I wanna do is make
The whole crowd bounce y'all
Just keep it real Dogg
All I wanna do is make
The whole crowd bounce y'all
Just keep it real Dogg
All I wanna do is make
The whole crowd bounce y'all

T Lee, hold 'em, shake 'em, roll
Fly G boys and all you hoodrat girls
Pound puts it down all around the world
The best pick out the litter, LB young nigga
I'll eat your soul out my dog bowl
I bark when it get dark
Bitches in heat we tear the beat up, what?
On the microphone I bury the bone
Always, strays try to follow me home
Uhh, to get the pooper scooper
Why? They droppin' doo doo
I'm steppin' on shit
Lift up the bottom of my shoe
See I'm smashin' full-breaded wit no leash
When I mob, make marks across the street
See I'm vicious like hell
Got 'em waggin they tail
For the bow-wow LBC style
Hit you like the Dogg bopper fever
I fetch paper
On the receiver, go get it like a retriever
I want 'em close enough so I can lock on 'em
Wit the mizzic
See I let the Doggz loose on 'em
Check this out here man, I lick 'em, sick 'em
Man's best friend, I hit you for ten, uhh
Fleas can't seize my pack, what
What's my name?
Major trick we're hittin' licks
Like the Doberman Gang
Y'done trip and try to fuck me
Up ever since a young puppy
Run a cat up a tree, nigga it's DPG

Just keep it real Dogg
All I wanna do is make
The whole crowd bounce y'all
Just keep it real Dogg
All I wanna do is make
The whole crowd bounce y'all
Just keep it real Dogg
All I wanna do is make
The whole crowd bounce y'all

They say once upon a time in
The land of the loccs
Where it's all about dope and pistol smoke
I packs me a heavy calibre 38 revolver
Weed out, DP'd out, GC'd out
Oh, did you not know
Snoop wit the 44 knockin at'cha door
We the passion for smashin
And mashin the masses
Knockin' niggas like Cassius
Dogg Pound Gangsta assassin
It's like in a action
Cos for the cash in my own
Zone we known for blastin
Bustin, no need for discussion
We don't discuss
We stay close as 10 inches then bust
Close enough to touch then rush
Clean and radical and get clutch
The Dogg is the Don like killer Corleone
Free the D-O double G with
The solid gold bone

Just keep it real Dogg
All I wanna do is make
The whole crowd bounce y'all
Just keep it real Dogg
All I wanna do is make
The whole crowd bounce y'all
Just keep it real Dogg
All I wanna do is make
The whole crowd bounce y'all