I've got a little something for ya now
brMay take a little sweat when I show ya how
brA doze of flavor comin' on from a true player
Everybody are you ready for me?
Can ya feel it baby
My sensuality
Gotta know what's the score
As we kick it
*
This is just the way we jam, we jam
This is just the way we jam
This is just the way we jam, we jam
You can call it what you want but
This is just the way we jam
You tell me, who's da' man& who got the jam slammed
Who got da' plan, to set a brand new trend
That's right& you're lookin' at the player, my crew
Look at me, cross me& and we'll do you
We don't mean to scare
I've got my mind on da' platinum, now where's my share
Gonna hit it on time and we're gonna stay forever
It's K.L we represent, ain't no beginners
No compromise, ya better recognize
We're on roll y'all and we wanna grab 'em all
The beat is bumpin'& let's see that body shakin'
As you feel my venom creepin' in
Can't you see it baby
I've got what ya need
I'm your lyrical dealer
The funky jam hustla
Repeat *
We jam& gotta know who's the mac
We've been doin' it for years, been savin' up for ya
Come on everybody swing
Just shake it, shake it to the beat now shake it
It's K.L style in motion, domination& worldwide
Huh, ya better recognize
It's kickin' ya hard but nice, hypnotize
We're tellin' ya no lies
Flowin' my juice till sunrise
K.L is the city we hail, we rise
Just jam this track, respect
KRU's in full effect, remember that
Can you feel it baby
Deep inside, I'm in ya
In your mind, in your soul
We're in control
Now get down on your knees
I'll continue to tease
Don't ya know it baby
I like the way you shake your body
Repeat *Intro/Chorus: Charlie Wilson
Ain't no funk, it's funky, it's Doggystyle (Ain't it funky nuff?)
(Death Row-ow, Death Rowwwww)
(*Everybody knows I got more bounce than an ounce*)
*repeat*
Verse 1: Snoop Doggy Dogg
Shucks, stompin in my big blue chucks
More bounce to the ounce while I'm ditchin you clutz
Bump-bump-bump-bump while you're bumpin 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, stompin grounds is the LBC
I slid up out the game and MC's get wacked
but now I'm back (Oh shit!), so go get your strap
Watch your head, I break wit
wit G's, Muslims, hardheads and dreds
Bounce, rock while rollerskatin
on them 20 inch tyres wit the 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
Chorus
Verse 2: Snoop Dogg
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
Chorus x1 1/2
Verse 3: Snoop Dogg
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