[chorus, snoop singing] Don't do the crime if you can't do the time Yeah Don't do it Fell off into a party in the cpt Niggas looking at me strange But I'm up on the game I ain't f**king with them niggas no mo Shit, I feel the same way y'all feel Nigga, f**k death row (ha ha) I cut em loose, send em juice With visine in their cup Catch em slipping, all my homeys get em stuck It's the tale of a whale locked in a cell On the streets he was the heat cause 'cause had major mail Had his homeboys plugged, wearing gold chains Hanging at the studio, splurging and thangs Nigga f**king off money, saving them hoes F**ked off some money of mine And bought me a white rolls Living on wilshire in a penthouse suite F**king bad bitches seven days a week Colder than a motherf**ker but now I'm hot Floss me a brand new suit from dionne scott I guess I'm balling now Money falling down I can hear them movie star bitches calling me now Doggy dogg come and get with the pg Mr. calvin broadus could you please come and see me But I ain't tripping, I'm just dogg pound cripping Talking big shit and in a bulletproof dipping Make my own beats, so f**k y'all too And I'm down with the niggas from the you know who We get to the point Blaze the joint Step into the party and holla at everybody As long as the gin get mixed with juice And the five on the crap game gon hit with deuce Shit niggas gon be niggas so nigga, nigga what Just because I'm having paper don't mean f**k I once was in the same predicament you was Thinking to myself "damn should I kill 'cause? " But I know deep in my heart Two wrongs ain't right And it started from a fist fight I only got one life to live I'm trying to see a grandfather with some grandkids You dig? I'm trying to live long like my hair Put the shit down, like fred estaire I want to share my world But how the f**k can I share it Everytime I throw you something You look at mine and compare it Man, it's a cold shame But it's a cold game I ain't make the rules to this game Look, all I know and all I do Is try to come through with something new Banging for you So whatever you do, you like it or not Because when your shit play out I be back on the dope spot My grandpappy once sat me in his lap and he said "son get your money like that" (get your money, man) I sit alone in the zone Face of stone Live the live of al capone A don corleone Casually casualties, fatalities And all kind of funny looking niggas coming after me Funny, it's got me dodging, dipping, slipping, and sliding Eastside up, eastsiders cause we riding (eastside up) This is portable something to f**k with your ear Doggy dogg will appear to make it sound so clear I f**ks it up, like I always do And that's a trick I'm saying some shit To make the bitches want to suck my dick See it's an everyday thang Communicating to y'all with the dogg pound slang Back up in the house and we just don't stop Call ya mama, f**k her fat, call the motherf**king cops Hit roccs, yeah, you know what? you know what They told me like this [refrain x 2]