It's roaches and shit in this motherfucker in here
I forgot about this

All I wanna do do is make the whole crowd bounce, y'all (bounce y'all)
All I wanna do do is make the whole crowd bounce, y'all (bounce y'all)

Instructions to this game, is instinct mixed with knowledge
I'm a player in this 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
'Cause I'ma make things get better for me
And keep it Doggystyle, hottest thing out the LB
The L-L-G wit D-P-G by the sea
We ride at high tide, the East is my side
And 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 'til I expire from existence
With persistence I proceed
Supply you with what you need, no room for greed
Better go around and when it come to you (huh-huh)
Don't bite off more than you can chew (chew)
Respect the game and the game will respect you back
Game is life (life), life is struggle
With obstacles to juggle
So if you drop a task that's 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 trying to keep it real, dwag

All I wanna do do is make the whole crowd bounce, y'all
Just keep it real, dawg
All I wanna do do is make the whole crowd bounce, y'all
Just keep it real, dawg
All I wanna do do is make the whole crowd bounce, y'all
Just keep it real, dawg
All I wanna do do is make the whole crowd bounce, y'all

T Lee, hold 'em, shake 'em, roll
Fly G boys and all you hood-rat girls (ow)
Pound puts it down all around the world
The best pick of the litter, LB young nigga
I'll eat 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, uh
To get the pooper scooper, why? They dropping doo-doo
I'm stepping on shit, lift up the bottom of my shoe
See I'm smashing, full-breaded with 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 L-B-C style
Hit you like the Doggfather fever, I fetch paper
On the receiver, go get it like a retriever
I want 'em close enough so I can lock on 'em
With the mizzic, see I let the Doggz loose on 'em
Check this out here man, I lick 'em, sic 'em
Man's best friend, I hit you for ten, uh
Fleas can't seize my pack, what, what's my name?
Major trick we're hitting licks like a Doberman Gang
Young trick been tryna fuck me ever since a young puppy
Run a cat up a tree, nigga it's D-P-G (D-P-G)

All I wanna do do is make the whole crowd bounce, y'all
Just keep it real, dawg
All I wanna do do is make the whole crowd bounce, y'all
Just keep it real, dawg
All I wanna do do is make the whole crowd bounce, y'all
Just keep it real, dawg

They say once upon a time in the land of the locs
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 knocking at your door (knocking at your door)
We the passion for smashing and mashing the masses
Knocking niggas like Cassius, Dogg Pound Gangsta assassin
It's like in a action
'Cause for the cash, in my own zone we known for blasting
Busting, no need for discussion (say nothing)
We don't discuss, we stay close as ten inches then bust (bust)
Close enough to touch, then rush
Claiming radical and get clutch
The Dogg is the Don like killer Corleone (Don Corleone)
For the D-O-Double G (with the solid gold rhyme)

All I wanna do do is make the whole crowd bounce, y'all
Just keep it real, dawg
All I wanna do do is make the whole crowd bounce, y'all
Just keep it real, dawg
All I wanna do do is make the whole crowd bounce, y'all
Just keep it real, dawg
All I wanna do do is make the whole crowd bounce, y'all
Just keep it real, dawg

Let me see that mic

Copyright: Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Writer(s): Calvin Broadus Jr., Corey D Lloyd, Delmar Drew Arnaud, Mark S Jordan, Ricardo Brown