| Song | Pump, Pump |
| Artist | Snoop Dogg |
| Album | The Jamaican Episode |
| Artist：Snoop Dogg/Lil Malik | |
| Verse One： | |
| *static* | |
| Pump Pump, Pump Pump, Pump Pump, Pump Pump | |
| Pump Pump | |
| Let the motion of your body be the key, cuz we | |
| be the motherfuckin G Funk family | |
| Now, I'll play the G in this deadly game | |
| Snoop Dogg is the name Dogg Pound's the game | |
| If it ain't one thing it's a motherfuckin nother | |
| Word to my granny and my daddy, and my mother | |
| Whether standin on the corner, or bouncin in the six-deuce | |
| When I was locked up, I couldn't wait to get loose | |
| Cuz back in the days, on the side where it's at | |
| A nigga had to have a fat stack | |
| And I was a fool, don't make me have to grab my strap and go | |
| rat-tat-tat-tat, nigga slap to a motherfucker face he fall | |
| Can't none of y'all niggaz see the Doggy Dogg | |
| Cuz I'm one rude bwoy comin with the wickedness | |
| So shut the fuck up, and listen while I'm kickin this | |
| Chorus: (repeat 2X) | |
| Blam blam, blam to dem all | |
| Listen to the shots from my nigga Doggy Dogg (pump pump) | |
| Verse Two: Snoop | |
| Now you can look to the Sun, and spot the moon | |
| And see Snoop Doggy Dogg step into the room | |
| With the G funk, he funk, she funk, we funk | |
| Follow me, follow me, listen to the words that a nigga... | |
| I come down with the wickedness | |
| One rude bwoy comin with the darkness (blam!) | |
| Close your eyes cuz you can't see me | |
| I quit school cause of recess you fuckin B.G. | |
| I'm shakin up the party, like Lodi Dodi | |
| Is he the dopest? Ya betta ask somebody | |
| When, then, send, some gin | |
| And a pack of zig zags now let the games begin | |
| In nineteen-motherfuckin-ninety-three | |
| I'm fuckin up every nigga known in the indistry | |
| Check this out, it's a Dogg Pound thang | |
| You know who I am you know my motherfuckin name, who am I? | |
| (The S-N-Double-O-P) nickname (Silky Smell) last name (D-O-double-G) | |
| The behavior and the flavor that I found | |
| Makes me wanna hit that ass up with the Dogg Pound | |
| Chorus | |
| Verse Three: Malik | |
| Now just back up, don't act up, I pack up much heat | |
| Any battle I'm in, I win, I can't be beat | |
| Don't sleep while I creep peep out my technique | |
| I forgot, I'm out of sight so you can't see the | |
| MC of the year, you hear and you fear | |
| i got somethin for them niggaz in the front and the rear | |
| I handle the sides, did a driveby in the who-ride | |
| I'm satisfied now everything is really alright | |
| You know when I come nigga I come wicked | |
| Don't need no permisison, motherfucker I'ma kick it | |
| Niggaz sweat my shit I wet em up with the biscuit | |
| Lick em up shot, it don't stop, till dem all drop | |
| Make up your mind, go pop or slang rocks | |
| Just stop, rottin on the next niggaz jock | |
| I'm strapped with my glock on your block | |
| And ready to let loose on the first imitator that I spot | |
| Chorus |
| Artist: Snoop Dogg Lil Malik | |
| Verse One: | |
| static | |
| Pump Pump, Pump Pump, Pump Pump, Pump Pump | |
| Pump Pump | |
| Let the motion of your body be the key, cuz we | |
| be the motherfuckin G Funk family | |
| Now, I' ll play the G in this deadly game | |
| Snoop Dogg is the name Dogg Pound' s the game | |
| If it ain' t one thing it' s a motherfuckin nother | |
| Word to my granny and my daddy, and my mother | |
| Whether standin on the corner, or bouncin in the sixdeuce | |
| When I was locked up, I couldn' t wait to get loose | |
| Cuz back in the days, on the side where it' s at | |
| A nigga had to have a fat stack | |
| And I was a fool, don' t make me have to grab my strap and go | |
| rattattattat, nigga slap to a motherfucker face he fall | |
| Can' t none of y' all niggaz see the Doggy Dogg | |
| Cuz I' m one rude bwoy comin with the wickedness | |
| So shut the fuck up, and listen while I' m kickin this | |
| Chorus: repeat 2X | |
| Blam blam, blam to dem all | |
| Listen to the shots from my nigga Doggy Dogg pump pump | |
| Verse Two: Snoop | |
| Now you can look to the Sun, and spot the moon | |
| And see Snoop Doggy Dogg step into the room | |
| With the G funk, he funk, she funk, we funk | |
| Follow me, follow me, listen to the words that a nigga... | |
| I come down with the wickedness | |
| One rude bwoy comin with the darkness blam! | |
| Close your eyes cuz you can' t see me | |
| I quit school cause of recess you fuckin B. G. | |
| I' m shakin up the party, like Lodi Dodi | |
| Is he the dopest? Ya betta ask somebody | |
| When, then, send, some gin | |
| And a pack of zig zags now let the games begin | |
| In nineteenmotherfuckinninetythree | |
| I' m fuckin up every nigga known in the indistry | |
| Check this out, it' s a Dogg Pound thang | |
| You know who I am you know my motherfuckin name, who am I? | |
| The SNDoubleOP nickname Silky Smell last name DOdoubleG | |
| The behavior and the flavor that I found | |
| Makes me wanna hit that ass up with the Dogg Pound | |
| Chorus | |
| Verse Three: Malik | |
| Now just back up, don' t act up, I pack up much heat | |
| Any battle I' m in, I win, I can' t be beat | |
| Don' t sleep while I creep peep out my technique | |
| I forgot, I' m out of sight so you can' t see the | |
| MC of the year, you hear and you fear | |
| i got somethin for them niggaz in the front and the rear | |
| I handle the sides, did a driveby in the whoride | |
| I' m satisfied now everything is really alright | |
| You know when I come nigga I come wicked | |
| Don' t need no permisison, motherfucker I' ma kick it | |
| Niggaz sweat my shit I wet em up with the biscuit | |
| Lick em up shot, it don' t stop, till dem all drop | |
| Make up your mind, go pop or slang rocks | |
| Just stop, rottin on the next niggaz jock | |
| I' m strapped with my glock on your block | |
| And ready to let loose on the first imitator that I spot | |
| Chorus |