Luyện nghe bài hát 2001

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

It's structures to 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 than dope

I hope get better for you
I'ma 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
I'ma you 'long as my voice is record able
That plan you got ain't gonna work you better
Oh yes, I'm fresh and like spy from

Wit persistence I
To supply you wit what you need, no room for
Better go and when it come to you
bite off more than you can chew

Respect the game and the game will respect you
Game is life, life is
Without the juggle
So if you I test that, fragile as a crystal

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

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

[Incomprehensible], 'em, shake 'em, roll
Fly G boys and all you girls
Pound puts it all around the world
But let's pick up the litter, LB young

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

Uhh, to get the pooper scooper, why? They droppin'
I'm on shit, lift up the bottom of my shoe
See I'm smashin' wit no leash
When I mob, make across the street

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

I 'em close 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
Man's friend, I hit you for ten, uhh

can't seize my pack, what, what's my name?
Major trick hittin' licks like a Doberman gang
trip and try to fuck me up ever since a young puppy
Run a cat up a tree, it's DPG

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

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

Oh, did you not
Snoop wit the .44 knockin' door?
We the passion for smashin' and the masses
Knockin' niggas l like cash is, Pound Gangsta assassin'

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

enough to touch then rush
Clean and and get clutch
The Dogg is the Don like killer
For the D-O-double G, the solid gold rhyme

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