Fa shizzle dizzle, it`s the big neptizzleWith the Snoopy DO double jizzle(Snoop Dogg!)C-walk to this(Snoop Dogg!)He, he, yeah, C-walk to this(Snoop Dogg!)Ah, ah, C-walk to this(Snoop Dogg!)Bam, boom, watchoo gone do `cuz?Guess I`m rollin` in with them baby blue chucksAnd I still got my khakis creasedI`m still rockin` on these beatsAnd got a bad rep on the streetsIt`s the SN, double OP and biggest Dogg of `em allAnd you`se a fleaAnd since I got time to drop it for you, I guess I mustAnd give it to you mother fuckas like Bust-a-BustI keep the heat on deck but in God we trustAnd can`t none of yall, fuck wit usBut you can run up on the G but that`s not thinkin` wiselyThese pullas are contagious, just like Ron Isley(What the hell is goin` on? Someone`s sleepin` in my home)Snoop to the DO, double GGet in where you fit in, follow meWho`s the man with that dance?(Snoop Dogg!)Who kick the khakis from his pants?(Snoop Dogg!)Get the dro` low, anything will stand(Snoop Dogg!)Still rock the gin `n juice in hand(Snoop Dogg!)I do it for the G`s, and I do it for the HustlazHere to annihilate you mark-ass bustasFuck the police `cuz all they wanna do is cuff usThe one nigga is chilly as if his name was UsherBut I`m still ridin` in Macks, makin` `em G stacksAnd got them Corn Rows to the backI ain`t really tryin` to be pickyBut if you give me somethin`, it`s got to be the stickyDoin` by the ounces, lo` lo`s bouncin`Ninety doin` fakin` with kissin` on the couchin`Boo to the ouchin`, more a fountain`But that`s how we get anotha Doggy Dogg housin`This year we ain`t fuck wit thousandsWe clean with millions and we fly as a FalconPull up to the Doggy Dogg pound, with a car fulla bitchesFuckin` grits like AliceWho`s the man with that dance?(Snoop Dogg!)Who kick the khakis from his pants?(Snoop Dogg!)Get the dro` low, anything will stand(Snoop Dogg!)Still rock the gin `n juice in hand(Snoop Dogg!)Three 14 inch rims is runnin` on the side(They riding on the side?)Yeah, they runnin` on the sideThree 14 inch rims is running on the side(They riding on the side?)Yeah, they runnin` on the sideThree 14 inch rims is runnin` on the side(They riding on the side?)Yeah, they runnin` on the sideThree 14 inch rims is runnin` on the side(They riding on the side?)Yeah, they runnin` on the sideTake two and pass it, it will not burn youFrom the Long Beach Chronicles to the Wall Street JournalThey all know the G with the cut in his coupeAsk Bill Gates(Yeah, I know the homie Snoop)Yeah, I`m still loaded, hangin` wit my folk andFollow Rakim `cuz I ain`t no jokin“Cuz I done seen so muchEnuff to have your felons touchedWhen the gunshots ratta, all ya boys scatta`Check up on ya homies but they gave ya bad dataNigga fuckin stop breathin`That is so relievin`, and now ya bitches are leavin`What I say `cuz what I say is so realHomie you don` wanna see da, steelYou don`t wanna catch a body, you can`t hear the partyNow that`s what you should do, now where`s my Baby-Boo?Who`s the man with that dance?(Snoop Dogg!)Who kick the khakis from his pants?(Snoop Dogg!)Get the dro` low, anything will stand(Snoop Dogg!)Still rock the gin `n juice in hand(Snoop Dogg!)Yeah, no introduction, is neededBut for those who still, refuse to acceptthe reading on the wall, for the new Mack-alleniumThis is the Archbishop Don Magic JuanChairman of the Board, of famous players everywhereAnd I`m puttin` it down with Big Snoop Dogg, the legendThe King Player, my friend, yo` friendThe L.B.C. SaviorAlso known, in this new Mack-allenium, as Da Boss