Intro:

Yeah yeah yeah, make some [bad word] noise
Yo Doggy Dogg you`re on, live on stage
Performin tonight, excuse me Doggy Dogg you`re on
YOU KNOW! The one and only
Don Corleone, the big homey y`know me

Well if it`s on I guess it`s bout time
Let me slide into this OG rhyme
I do mine the way I do mine
and I takes my time when I`m droppin my lines
I look around, I spot MC`s (and they)
all in the place (and they) all wannabe`s
Tryin ta make their paper, tryin to do their thang
but to me they all tryin to say the same thang
How could you rap over *?be said what?*
You ain`t reachin the crowd, you ain`t makin your fact
You ain`t droppin lines that hit the top
You can`t make the party go hip-hop
abd you can`t do your thing without usin mine
We get and steal, I see you`re on the grind
but I`ma take my time to get my point across
and if you get caught up in the rap [bad word] then got lost
and if you get tossed it`s on your own, it`s your own fault
See I gots ta get mine, I don`t try no song
I just move on, groove on, try to prove on
then I do mines to do mines and I`ma keep on, keep on, keep on
to get`cha you in a...smooth type of atmosphere
Sit back and pay attention yeah
You ain`t never heard it like that
Uhh, is that right? That`s right black
but uhh,

Hook:

Sixx minutes (sixx minutes), sixx minutes (sixx minutes)
Sixx minutes Doggy Dogg you`re on
Uh uh on, uh uh on
Excuse me Doggy Dogg you`re on
*repeat*

I gets my hair whipped on Friday, my day, why they
even trippin on me? Yeah the big homey
Gamey Gamey says `Snoop Corleone
listen to me man, stay away from them phoneys
It`s niggas like that that get you caught up quick
You gots ta stay focussed Dogg, keep your eye on your grip
cos if you slip they gon` get`cha and they gon` get`cha fast
These niggas out for your money man, they tryin to get your cash`
I don`t give a [bad word]  you gots ta match
You can be from the East Coast and get love cos I ain`t trippin on your [bad word] 
I don`t smash on niggas who are smaller than me
I smash on niggas who big like the DPGC
Ooohwee, I get`cha crazy
You gots ta have a stomach for this [bad word]  ba-by
And if ya don`t you won`t, you fake the funk
See Snoop is the in the G-Funk
Now don`t do nothin that you can`t get out of me
Uh uh, you know I got big love for the real G`s
We make mo` G`s, I gots ta have it

Hook

Interlude:

I got the, I got the, I got the paper
I keep ya, I keep ya, I keep ya cryin
I thought ya, I thought ya knew my [bad word] 
Ya better, ya better ask somebody (Better ask somebody)

Uh, it don`t quit
Now let me take my time and just get into the [bad word] 
I`m just driftin, so swift and smooth
How many niggas make the whole party move like I do?
I can`t name nobody
so sit back relax and let the Dogg rock the party
Ain`t no party like a DP party
cos everybody in the DP party`s naughty
They acts a fool, old school, new school
Everything is everything, everybody playin cool
Ain`t no set trippin, everybody just dippin
 [bad word] gettin with niggas and niggas gettin [bad word] 
It`s all superb, word to my momma
Ain`t no drama, no need for that
You can put your gat back in your pocket
unlock it cos Snoop Dogg is on the mic, I plan to rock it
Don`t stop, (excuse me Doggy Dogg you`re on)