Luyện nghe bài hát 2001

All I wanna do is make the whole bounce y'all
All I do is make the whole crowd bounce y'all

It's to this game, it's instinct mixed with knowledge
I'm a player in the and I know not from college
Eyes open, focus, out the scene
Watch the gangsta close 'cos they worse than dope fiends

I things get better for you
'Cos I'ma make get better for me
And keep the Doggystyle hottest out the LB
The L L G wit DPG by the sea

We ride at high tide, the East is my
I'ma tell you 'long as my voice is record
That plan you got ain't gonna work you better
Oh yes, I'm fresh and like spy existence

Wit I perceive
To you wit what you need, no room for greed
Better go around and when it to you
Don't bite off than you can chew

Respect the game and the game will respect you
Game is life, life is
the coastal juggle
So if you drop I that, fragile as a crystal

Will you get mad and go pull out pistol?
Or will you be a man and up all the pieces
And put it back together and remain tougher than
As for me I'm tryin' to keep it Dogg

All I wanna do is make the whole bounce y'all
Just keep it Dogg
All I wanna do is make the whole bounce y'all
keep it real Dogg
All I wanna do is make the whole bounce y'all
keep it real Dogg
All I wanna do is make the whole crowd y'all

[Incomprehensible], hold 'em, 'em, roll
Fly G boys and all you girls
Pound puts it down all the world
But pick up the litter, LB young nigga

I solar on my Dogg Nall, I bark when it get dark
in heat we tear the beat up, what?
On the microphone I the bone
Always, strays try to follow me

Uhh, to get the scooper, why? They droppin' doo-doo
I'm on shit, lift up the bottom of my shoe
See I'm smashin' full-breaded wit no
When I mob, make marks the street

See I'm vicious hell, got 'em waggin' they tail
For the bow-wow LBC
Hit you like the bopper fever, I fetch paper
On the receiver, go get it a retriever

I want 'em close so I can lock on 'em
Wit the mizzic, see I let the loose on 'em
Check this out man, I lick 'em, sick 'em
best friend, I hit you for ten, uhh

Fleas seize my pack, what, what's my name?
Major trick hittin' licks like a Doberman gang
Y'done trip and try to fuck me up since a young puppy
Run a cat up a tree, it's DPG

All I do is make the whole crowd bounce y'all
Just keep it real
All I wanna do is make the whole crowd bounce
Just keep it Dogg
All I wanna do is make the whole crowd y'all
keep it real Dogg

They say once upon a time in the of the loccs
it's all about dope and pistol smoke
I packs me a heavy .38 revolver
We'd out, Dp'd out, out

Oh, did you not
wit the .44 knockin' at'cha door?
We the passion for smashin' and mashin' the
Knockin' niggas l like cash is, Dogg Pound assassin'

It's in a action
'Cos for the cash in my own we known for blastin'
Bustin', no for discussion
We don't discuss, we stay close as 10 inches then

enough to touch then rush
Clean and radical and get
The Dogg is the Don like Corleone
For the G, with the solid gold rhyme

All I wanna do is the whole crowd bounce y'all
Just keep it real
All I wanna do is make the whole crowd y'all
Just it real Dogg
All I wanna do is make the whole crowd bounce
Just it real Dogg
All I wanna do is make the whole bounce y'all
Just it real Dogg