Snoop Bounce

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