Luyện nghe bài hát 2001

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

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

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

We ride at tide, the East is my side
tell you 'long as my voice is record able
That you got ain't gonna work you better audible
Oh yes, I'm fresh and like spy from

Wit persistence I
To supply you wit you need, no room for greed
go around and when it come to you
Don't bite off more than you can

the game and the game will respect you back
Game is life, is struggle
Without the coastal
So if you drop I that, fragile as a crystal

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

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

[Incomprehensible], hold 'em, 'em, roll
Fly G boys and all you hoodrat
Pound puts it down all around the
But let's up the litter, LB young nigga

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

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

See I'm vicious like hell, got 'em waggin' they
For the LBC style
Hit you like the Dogg bopper fever, I paper
On the receiver, go get it a retriever

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

Fleas can't seize my pack, what, what's my
trick we're hittin' licks like a Doberman gang
Y'done and try to fuck me up ever since a young puppy
Run a cat up a tree, nigga DPG

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 crowd bounce y'all
Just keep it Dogg

They say once upon a time in the land of the
Where it's all about dope and pistol
I packs me a heavy caliber .38
We'd out, out, GC'd out

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

like in a action
'Cos for the cash in my own we known for blastin'
Bustin', no need for
We don't discuss, we stay as 10 inches then bust

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

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