[Intro: Snoop Dogg]
(What do you want, man?)
Turn your speakers up, money!
(Yo, God!) Yo, God?
Yo, I got mad skills
(Isn't that money?)

[Chorus: Snoop Dogg]
New York, New York, big city of dreams
And everything in New York ain't always what it seems
You might get fooled if you come from outta town
But I'm down by law, and I'm from Tha Dogg Pound

[Verse 1: Kurupt & Snoop Dogg]
It's the incredible, the lyrical
You can't be me, like Niecy, to see me, it's gonna take a miracle
I'm drivin' muthafuckaz hysterical
Wit' a touch of this twister (Uh huh), stylistic mixture (Ahh)
What I create pulsates, there is no escape
Annihilate ya mental mind state
They labels my vocabulary abusive (Ahhh)
I packs more knowledge than Confucius
I'm deadly! (Ahh) Induce ya like Medusa, wit' thoughts to share
To n***as throughout this hemisphere, far and near (Ahh)
Prepare! Catch me chillin' like the winter
Up against the number one contender as I enter
'Cause I gets heated like friction
Muthafuck your whole jurisdiction
React this fact, not fiction telepathic addiction (Ahh)
To this homicidal recital, dangerous and vital to all my rivals
Suicidal brainwaves conveys
Through the average muthafuckaz' minds these days
I'm all ready to put work in
Take ten steps and turn to shoot the first n***a smirkin'
Give a FUCK whatcha name (Name)
Whatcha claim (Claim), or why ya came
Muthafucka, don't explain! (Don't explain)
Simply, don't tempt me
'Cause I'm simply layin' hoes like SMPTE
(Who am I? Who am I?) The invincible MC
[Chorus: Snoop Dogg]
New York, New York, big city of dreams
And everything in New York ain't always what it seems
You might get fooled if you come from outta town
But I'm down by law and I'm from Tha Dogg Pound
Too much, I serve too many people
Too much, uh-huh-huh-huh-huh
It's too much, I serve too many people
And when I finish servin', ain't gon' be no sequel
New York, New York, big city of dreams
And everything in New York ain't always what it seems
You might get fooled if you come from outta town
But I'm down by law and I'm from Tha Dogg Pound
Too much, I serve too many people
Too much, uh-huh-huh-huh-huh
It's too much, I serve too many people
And when I finish servin', ain't gon' be no sequel

[Verse 2: Kurupt]
Gimme a couple G's for every MC I knock to his knees
Verbally useless
Oh, you got the juice? I squeeze ya juiceless!
The barbaric, versatile
You're no kin to me, so how the fuck you inherit my style?
Now, out the clear blue sky, I can't deny
Not a day goes by, don't get high, don't ask why
Tonight's the night for me to rip microphones
Into bits and pieces — lyrical telekinesis
Gets me into verbally vindictive
Violent vocabulary vibes to existence
Catch me in the pitch-black path
I sit and let the sick thoughts pass
Through my mental 'til I hear an instrumental
And detrimental verbals get to spittin'
The highest in intellect, try connect it wit' the written
Now they faced wit' the forbidden, vocally chosen
To explore new terrain, then remain unseen throughout the war
Dips like a lo'-lo', wit' my verbal fo'-fo'
The cocoa complexion MC wit' the slow flow
Fo' sho'! I takes it to you from the do'
Muthafucka! Mentally, I go hardco' (You know!)
I disconnect ya, Kurupter
MC to vocally void your whole molecular structure
Catastrophic, mystic as Mxyzptlk
Hittin' MC's like pits, the deadliest lyricist
[Chorus: Snoop Dogg]
New York, New York, big city of dreams
And everything in New York ain't always what it seems
You might get fooled if you come from outta town
But I'm down by law, and I'm from Tha Dogg Pound
Too much, I serve too many people
Too much, uh-huh-huh-huh-huh
It's too much, I serve too many people
And when I finish servin', ain't gon' be no sequel
New York, New York, big city of dreams
And everything in New York ain't always what it seems
You might get fooled if you come from outta town
But I'm down by law, and I'm from Tha Dogg Pound
Too much, I serve too many people
Too much, uh-huh-huh-huh-huh
It's too much, I serve too many people
And when I finish servin', ain't gon' be no sequel

[Refrain: Kurupt & Snoop Dogg]
We live... tonight, I serve two thousand MC's
We live... 'cause can't none fuck wit' Tha DPG'z
We live... (Ba-by!), it was the night I served two thousand MC's
We live... (Ba-by!), none can fuck wit' Tha DPG'z
A-B-C-D-P-G-C, ba-by!
A-B-C-D-P-G-C, ba-by!
[Verse 3: Kurupt]
E'ryday, I bust rhymes and recite
In ways that make MC's stop in daylight
I'm the deadliest MC you wanna see on the streets
Invincibility is what makes me complete, compete?
Nah, you can't even fade me
I fuck you, your mama, your auntie, and your lady