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All I wanna do is make the whole crowd bounce y'all... 
*repeat* 

It's structures 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  scopin out the scene 
Watch the gangsta haters close cos they worse than dope fiends 
I hope things get better for you 
cos I'ma 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 
I'ma tell you 'long as my voice is recordable 
That plan you got ain't gonna work you better audible 
Oh yes I'm fresh and like spy from existence 
Wit persistence I perceive 
to supply you wit 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 crsytal 
(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 

Chorus: 

Just keep it real Dogg 
All I wanna do is make the whole crowd bounce y'all 
*repeat x2* 

*?Teatlet?*, hold em, shake em, roll 
Fly G boys and all you hoodrat girls 
Pound puts it down all around the world 
But let's pick up the litter, LB young nigga 
I need solar on my Dogg nall, 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 bestfriend, I hit you for ten, uhh 
Fleas can't seize my pack, what what's my name? 
Major trick we're hittin licks like a 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 

Chorus: 

All I wanna do is make the whole crowd bounce y'all 
Just keep it real Dogg 
*repeat x2* 

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 
We'd 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 llike cash is, 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 
for the D-O-double G (with the solid gold rhyme) 

Chorus: 

Just keep it real Dogg 
All I wanna do is make the whole crowd bounce y'all 
*repeat x3*

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