[Snoop Dogg]
  [inhales]
  Aiyyo, aiyyo, aiyyo Quik check this out dog
  You know mothafuckers be doin way way too mothafuckin much
  You know? That's real
  Just like baby right here, she doin too much
    Now if that nigga next to you got a rented car
  And he actin like it's his but you know it's not
  Say he doin too much, yeah nigga you doin too much
  And if that stuck-up bitch got the bar posted-up
  She actin like that hair's hers but you know what's up
  Say she doin too much, yeah baby you doin too much
    I gave my kinfolk the keys to my Suburb
  I told em "Hit the side and slide and get the herb"
  But guess who's callin, Pipedream Patty
  Made that nigga park my whoride beside the alley
  Forget about that nigga though (fuck that nigga)
  Fuck that nigga yo
  But I can't forget about him cuz he taught me everything I know
  Oh no Joe, walkin down the wrong lane
  Tootin on that cocaine, fuckin wit that wrong thang
  Niggas like that (what), get things like they want it (damn)
  Then fake the funk, doggonnit
  Now loc, look at this predicament
  You smoked out and can't be trusted, I can't kick it wit
  Niggas like you, used to be in my crew
  Goddamn, they don't make niggas like they used to
  I remember Marley Marl and the Juice Crew
  That's probably why I keep a tight grip on my deuce-deuce
    Now if you're doin for your family and you can't stand it
  Cuz you know these mothafuckers tryin take advantage
  Say they doin too much, yeah nigga you doin too much
  And if your kinfolk broke and he smoke dope
  And he need to catch a mothafuckin different stroke
  Say he doin too much, yeah Joey you doin too much
    We parlay, parlay everyday DPG style
  We might throw a pool party every once in a while
  Now in fact we gon' do one this weekend
  Let's see how many hoes me and my nigga Rose can weed in
  I believe in, sharin the cock
  Also, I believe in comparin the cock
  Look, don't knock a nigga like me (why?)
  Cuz she love the way I just beat up the pussy
  Not just knee deep, she was totally deep
  When she went down on me
  She blew a nigga socks off, got a nigga rocks off
  Ooh wee, baby you's a freak
  Put my homey up on game like a gangsta
  But my homey fell in love and he banked her
  Ain't that a trip? Now we in a twist
  Back in the county wit the red ribbon on his wrist
    Now when a nigga hit his girl and she don't hit back
  And he get his third strike wit no get back
  Say he doin too much, yeah homey you doin too much
  And when the homey in the pen, doin a sin
  And his girlfriend fuckin wit his best friend
  Say she doin too much, hell yeah she doin too much
    I'm livin up in the hills, wine sippin wit mills
  I'm havin major type of paper, I ain't trippin off bills (still)
  Show me some respect and accept my coolness
  And don't mistake my kindness to mean I'm foolish
  Use this as a warning, cuz I'm startin
  To figure it's some niggas think I'm soft as Charmin
  Pardon me, cuz I ain't mad when you get bent
  But I hate when fools mistake me for U.S. ?spray?
  Friends and family, gettin after me like repo
  Eat, smoke, choke then want me to throw em a c-note
  You doin too much when you clutchin on my touch-tone
  Callin strays over nigga leadin months gone
  Conversate for fo' hours, wastin mo' power
  And only get to hit a cold shower
  You fakin like you're makin more moves than Simpson
  But frontin, pushin buttons, doin nuttin but sin
    And when a nigga on yo' phone, runnin up yo' bill
  Tryin to tell some hoodrat bitch how he feel
  You know he doin too much, yeah nigga you doin too much
  And when your baby momma cryin bout she need some milk
  And you heard some other nigga did been at her tilt
  You know she doin too much, yeah baby you doin too much
  That's real