<i>[Charlie Wilson:]</i>

Ain't no funk as funky as Doggystyle (Ain't it funky nuff?)

(Death Row-ow, Death Row)

(Everybody knows I got more bounce than an ounce)

(Everybody knows I got more bounce than an ounce)

<i>[Snoop Doggy Dogg:]</i>

Shucks, stomping in my big blue Chucks

More bounce to the ounce while I'm ditching you clutz

Bump-bump-bump-bump while you're bumping your sounds

It's the zoo and the Pound we don't fuck around

Relax your mind and let your conscience be free

And get down, stomping grounds is the LBC

I slid up out the game and MCs got wacked

But now I'm back (Oh shit!), so go get your strap

Watch your head, I break bread with Gs

Muslims, hardheads and dreds

Bounce, rock while rollerskating

On them 20 inch tires wit them platinum Daytons

I'm not that BG poppin' all that junk

About "I'll fuck you up", he sound like a punk

I been there and done that, no inspiration

All day illustration beat conversation

<i>[Charlie Wilson:]</i>

Ain't no funk as funky as Doggystyle (Ain't it funky nuff?)

(Death Row-ow, Death Row)

(Everybody knows I got more bounce than an ounce)

(Everybody knows I got more bounce than an ounce)

<i>[Snoop Dogg:]</i>

I keep niggas in the studio, word is bond

Been workin on ya new album for two years strong

And still can't come up with the right song

You know what they say:'Study long, study long'

All aboard the train so come along

Cos we keep the glue stuff against the bone

It's alright ain't no room for wrong

Doggyland is the motherland, make yourself at home

I got money loads by the barrels

I even got a few fans that's crazy like DeNiro

I'm international money maker, player hater

Shhok up off the sake of spendin dollars and I always holler

At a player though cos players know the real from the fake

You can put that on your toast, your coast and your state

I give you people what you like

What I look like in jail and can't get on the mic

<i>[Charlie Wilson:]</i>

Ain't no funk as funky as Doggystyle (Ain't it funky nuff?)

(Death Row-ow, Death Row)

(Everybody knows I got more bounce than an ounce)

(Everybody knows I got more bounce than an ounce)

<i>[Snoop Dogg:]</i>

Killin up crews, give em the real street blues

Have em slidin in their eelskins, groovin in their tennis shoes

Of course it don't stop bein a Westside ridah

Wit no tattoo that's how they got the clue

I lay conversation on wax and CDs

BG's and originals, here come the mission

Makin biters ride the Pound for the rest of the season

Doggy DPG ya lil homey, uh

I represent the LBC-ment

Windows tint, nigga that's the president

I hit you with a tune every blue moon

Collard on your plate so you can stuff it in your face

Nigga say your Grace before you touch your plate

It taste like it's laced but it ain't

This one puff uncut, no doubt

Everybody know I gotta ounce and a half

<i>[Charlie Wilson:]</i>

Ain't no funk as funky as Doggystyle (Ain't it funky nuff?)

(Death Row-ow, Death Row)

(Everybody knows I got more bounce than an ounce)

(Everybody knows I got more bounce than an ounce)

Shucks

(ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh, ooh ooh ooh ooh)

(Death Row, Death Row)