I can make it for a day or two without you And maybe I can make it through the night I can smoke I can drink and probably be alright until morning But what am I gonna do with the rest of my life I've got things that I can do I've got places I can go to this evening I've got whiskey I can drink that'll help me not to think about you leaving Yes I can smoke and I can drink probably be alright till morning But what am I gonna do with the rest of my life [ Guitar ] I've got things that I can do... But what am I gonna do with the rest of my life

Verse One: Kurupt, Daz Now here's the perfect niche to let it bubble and foam Wait these seconds then watch the microphone get blown It's the mischevious, lyrical genius on the loose And I pack the deuce deuce of some act right juice I'm in my own, space and time The elevation of my rhymes elevates your mind It's a clear blue sky and a clear blue day Foe a G from DPG to wear clear blue and gray I come I came, I am I ain't The nigga ya wants ta fuck with, get peeled like paint Bottoms up, nigga give it all ya got From the bottom to the top or get shanked get shot Provocative footage, of this lyrical abuse transgression From this infectious enemy, they on the loose And unstoppable, Daz My motherfuckin nigga from back in the past Now imagine yourself in a bottomless pit With no way your climbin out, and this ain't the punishment Deadly as crystal crack, how should I react With intentions to keep on mashin, strap to strap Is this my boundary from county to county? Your homies wanna try to soak me like Bounty? Dogg Poung Gangsta all day all night Partyin like a motherfuckin now all night But uhh, simple as fact I been wantin to serve your whole fuckin crew Now whatchu wanna do? (Hmm, whatchu wanna do? Yeah) Load up your weapon slowly step in caught your homey straight slippin You shoulda known from the jump nigga that I was trippin I gets to bustin (blaow blaow) you gets to duckin (blaow blaow) Dogg Pound Gangsta gets to dippin in the cut My performance is enormous the way that I stayed up on em I catch em and let em have it what's up, with my opponents I hold it down for the two and I'll be gunned down by no one Forever I reign, top Dogg number one My rhyme? to some inflanable? and Doggs that's untrainable Uncontainable, my mind state's so strainable Chorus: Daz, Kurupt (Daz) I'm a D.P.G.C. for life (Duo) I do what I feel and, I do what I like (Repeat 4X) Verse Two: Kurupt, Rage I hits it like shots, from the homey strap I smoke indo, and I sip Cog-nac Give a FUCK whatcha name is, I tell ya quick Face to face, punk you can eat a dick Cause you're all out of time, out of sight Out of mind, somethin I wouldn't do without a nine I got a pocket full of papers and a trunk full of beat Mashin all through the streets rollin wit some heat I'm heated, repeat it, day after day Daily survival tactics in L.A. I'm on point and alert With skills like a huntin expert, fuck around and get hurt Lurked, I puts in work like a chemist Mentally known to cause motherfuckin dilemmas See me in black and beware It's a Dogg Pound Gangsta on the loose out there Now here's the kickoff, as I'm about to rip off Rage is knockin lips off, travellin like a spitball, I hit y'all Right between the eyes, smack dab in the middle With my rhymes or my riddles, ain't got no time to fiddle Faddle, dibble, dabble Gotta Rock like Fraggle I'm hittin so hard I'm leavin that I'm leavin em snaggled Like Leon Spinks this black cat's got ya jinxed Fuck around and you'll get chipped off like the Sphinx Think, about it, better yet forget it Uhh, play like En Vogue cause you're never gonna get it The style, the flavor, the flow, the so-lo-ist Hit you in a second, one two mic checkin That's my lethal weapon like a chain and ball I'm wreckin, shop, tech and, glock Not in my pocket, no need for cock and Gauges just flip the scripts and rippin pages Rage is The amazin, trail-blazin Flows shavin like Norelco you can't let go, hell no! I'm that Lyrical Murderer Stranded on the Row with my ill type flow and uhh...

Why can't you smile, shake a hand Joke around when you're under? Doesn't take that much to do it Sing a song when you're down 'Cause I know that you wonder What is coming over me Don't you keep it in, gotta let it out Swing your head around Tell 'em what you're all about Just believe it and get with it And when you hear the sound Don't you know that I was made for this music? When I hear it, take a ride and I lose it All my worries step aside When I hear a simple melody Let me in like the wind, let me take it higher Make you feel what I feel I'll be that song that you play over and over Make you feel what I feel Can you feel me? Can you feel me? Can you feel me? See I don't mind, I don't hide Just because I'm open What I gotta do to prove it? Walk a mile in my shoes Will you dare take a journey? With me is where you wanna be Don't you keep it in, gotta let it out Swing your head around Tell 'em what you're all about Just believe it and get with it And when you hear the sound Don't you know that I was made for this music? When I hear it, take a ride and I lose it All my worries step aside When I hear a simple melody Let me in like the wind, let me take it higher Make you feel what I feel I'll be that song that you play over and over Make you feel what I feel Can you feel me? Can you feel me? Can you feel me? Don't you know that I was made for this music? When I hear it, take a ride and I lose it All my worries step aside When I hear a simple melody Let me in like the wind, let me take it higher Make you feel what I feel I'll be that song that you play over and over Make you feel what I feel Don't you know that I was made for this music? When I hear it, take a ride and I lose it All my worries step aside When I hear a simple melody Let me in like the wind, let me take it higher Make you feel what I feel I'll be that song that you play over and over Make you feel what I feel Can you feel me? Can you feel me? Can you feel me? Can you feel me? Can you feel me? Can you feel me? Can you feel me? Can you feel me? Can you feel me?

Snoop Dogg Miscellaneous Give it 2 'Em Dogg Give it up, give it up nigga, you know what's happenin Lil Goldie Loc'll keep the DoggHouse crackin, lackin We usin dubs for the subs and 15's for the tweeters posted up by The tray, like gangstas with the heaters Gangbangin is my shit nigga Is you still gon be my homie if I get a little bigger Fuck a bitch, never switches my motto And if you disagree with me watch out for my hollows Booyaka, booyaka, that's the sound from a cannon Ouick to leave a motherfucker dead right where you're standin You wanna roll with the doggs, but you can't You too busy ridin nuts fool, get out the paint Dogg We came to give you what the fuck you want (Give it to em dogg, do it to em dogg...) We came to give you what the fuck you want (Give it to em dogg, yeah, yeah, bang bang...) 5, 10, 15, 20, 25, 30, ya bound to get dirty Ya herdy, was servin, birdies, for herby and scrappy That nigga lyin dogg go on and slap him That's probably how rumors get started See niggas be yappin off at the mouth And don't be havin their heart in Suckers, that's probably why I stay in the hills And let my pitbulls smash on niggas that feel I owe em somethin, dogg, throw me somethin Nigga throw me somethin, shit I'm doin badder than you And I aint even fakin or frontin So, quit the hatin 'fore I start dumpin I jump in the 8 5 0 and smash on out Meet me and Goldie Loc at the DoggHouse Smoked out, Hennessy and plenty weed Wit mo bitches, 4 bitches, some cole bitches, c'mon bitches We cold vicious, known pimpin, with no simpin Stone crippin, low clippin, 4's drippin Wet from my set, check my rep I'm a vet Ex-felon, never tellin represent it to death Pack my flag, wear khakis with that extra sag Mad dog in every last motherfucker I pass Never ask would I mash with the tray on my neck And my status been a classic I stay on the set Let it rain, let it drip, turn the change to chips Never nervous, stay in service from this gangsta shit Cool time on the grind never mind the danger Gun slanger, gangbanger, Long Beach mangler Bringa of the noise like the Real McCoys Niggas talk shit, walk quick or feel the toys We in this business to win this whatever the cost Goldie Loc, Snoop, and Tray Deee you're never to cross Motherfuckers HOOK

We'd like to welcome y'all to the fabulous Carolina West I own this motherfucker and my name is Taa-Dow Y'all niggaz know who I am y'all niggaz tearin' up shit But we got somethin' old, and somethin' new for y'all tonight Put your hands together for Snoop Doggy Dogg The Dogg Pound, and the fabulous Dramatics It's like everywhere I look, and everywhere I go I'm hearin' motherfuckers tryin' to steal my flow But it ain't no thang 'cause see my nigga Coolio Put me up on the game when I step through the do' Ya know, some of these niggaz is so deceptive Usin' my styles like a contraceptive I hope ya get burnt, it seems ya haven't learnt It's the nick nack patty wack, I still got the bigger sack So put your gun away, run away, 'cuz I'm back Hit 'em up, get 'em up, spit 'em up, now tell me what's goin' on It make me wanna holler, 'cuz my dollars come in ozones Lone for the break-up, so take off your clothes And quit tryin' to spit at my motherfuckin' hoes Speakin' of hoes, I'll get to the point You think you got the bomb 'cuz I rolled you a joint You'se a flea and I'm the big Dogg I'll scratch you off my balls with my motherfuckin' paws Y'alls, niggaz, better recognize and see where I'm comin' from It's still East Side till I die, why ask why? As the world keeps spinning to the D O Double G Y It's a crazy mixed up world It's a Doggy Dogg World It's a Doggy Dogg World It's a Doggy Dogg World The Dogg's World Well if you give me ten bitches then I'll fuck all ten See my homey Snoop Doggy sippin' juice and gin Don't slip, I'm fo' to set trip, to get papers Styles vary, packin' flavor like Life Savors Ain't that somethin', talk shit and I'm dumpin' I had your whole fuckin' block bumpin' Don't sweat, but check the technique, I'm unique like China Ya never find the bomb-a-rama then this nigga behind ya So peek-a-boo, clear the way, I'm coming through One-two, three, you can't see me I'm a G like that strapped with hit hard tactics A fuckin' menace, usin' hoes like tennis rackets It's on again, it's on and poppin' All I see is green, so there ain't no stoppin' I wanna see some panties droppin' I'm comin' from L.A., she used to chill with Dre up in Compton All I ever did was just use that hoe Show her my dickies, get with these, and kick flows I'm dishin' out blues, I'm upsetting like bad news Cut off khakis, French braids, and house shoes Kurupt, the name's often marked for catchin' slugs And I smoke weed for the fuck of it Ruff and rugged shit, it's unexplanitory how I gets wicked But it's mandatory that I kick it Check it, I'm runnin' hoes in 94, now must I prove it Hoes call me Sugar Ray for the way I be stickin' and movin' Prepare for a war, it's on, I'm head huntin' Hit the button, and light shit up like Red Dawn Peep, the massacre from a verbal assassin Murderin' with rhymes packin' Tec-9's for some action You really don't know, do you, you fuckin' wit a hog You can't do me, I'm goin' out loony like O-Dog It's a Doggy Dogg's World The Dogg's World Tha Dogg Pound rocks the party uh huh Tell when it don't stop, and uh, it don't quit for the The Dogg Pound clique to drop the cavvy Dogg shit Diggity Daz out of the motherfuckin' cut once mo' So grab a seat and grab your gin and juice and check out the flow I flip flop and serve hoes with a fat dick Till I die I'm still screamin' that Now I'm the mack daddy, had he, not known about The city where I'm from, dum diddy dum As you groove to the gangster shit The D O Double G the P O U N D, the gangsta clique Now as the Pound break it down with the gangsta funk I can see and I can tell that's what the fuck you want So I blaze up the chronic, so I can get high I promise I'll smoke chronic till the day that I die It's a Doggy Dogg World The Dogg's World It's a Doggy Dogg World The Dogg's World It's a Doggy Dogg World The Dogg's World It's a Doggy Dogg World The Dogg's World It's a Doggy Dogg World The Dogg's World It's a Doggy Dogg World The Dogg's World Don't you know it's a Doggy Dogg World Oh yeah, talking about Snoop, talking about you Snoop

Yeah! Straight up nine to five Kurupt the motherfucking Kingpin, dat nigga Daz Creeping and crawling through your hood, smoking, loccin Provoking punk motherfuckers like this stuff, wuz happening? In the dead of winter is when I kick my coldest phrases Mentalest telepathy, lyrically it amazes Constructioning thoughts that's as lethal as turpentine An expert when I flex rhymes feared like ex-cons In my zone (zone) you can't even find like Atlantis Stalk like a praying mantis, leaving battered bodies on the canvas The burial ground for clowns, open casket Tracking niggas down like fucking basset hounds Tragic how the mic gets handled Prodigious like a vandal on a midnight scandal The scramble like Randall abusive when I recite on the stage Double access with a brand new motherfucking mic Can I grab the microphone and spit some shit that's known To blow the mind of Michelangelo's poems For rusty motherfuckers to be acting like they all in With the click got checks that shit And once again it's on and it's on with the gangsta shit I create the beats that beats the fucks right outta ya speakers Am so blown, shown for lootin? Grab the microphone alone Like Jodeci, notice-see ya self needs help The homie style got the strap on deck Don't neglect the fact I can make you or break you (Break you) Awake you to a new plateau wit' mo' hoes Now the paper is made, now don't think twice Niggas is getting pimped because their game ain't tight Now well, well (well), where the ballers dwell Another day, another dollar, Blueberry to sell I makes that fast cash, hmm dat Nigga Dax I'm quicker ta out slick ya, blast in half DPG-eliminates the whole area beyond the thought dismembering Motherfuck surrendering. who, what, when, let's tear shit the fuck up The homies cooling while you an' ya chest get fucking blue an' Provoke us, survey with the superior focus I'm that nigga like dad, crooked as scoliosis It's impossible to survive on my arrival when I arrive It's left to ya instict of survival Mashin, cashing in chips I gotta loose sadistic sick mind You define it I'm mentally silly and batter It doesn't matter when ya into it Ya just entered in a war-zone all alone with ya microphone unguarded I just started poetical poltergeist precise and cold-hearted Empty, tempt me, simply ya get shot Ya forgot I'm down to empty out my clip on ya block Stop let the whole place evacuate Wait until we're face-to-face then it escalates Duck-down, Kurupt clowns niggas daily, hos can't play me Observe I serve those that betray me I ain't never seen a joint that I couldn't light And I ain't never seen a buster that didn't fight I ain't never seen a G that would go for that Especially when he knows Tha dogg Pound got his back I ain't never seen a game that did multiply We getting kinda deep, yeah the crew'll die And who am I? And who am I? That crazy motherfucker from the DPG Do or die!