Luyện nghe bài hát 2001

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

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

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

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

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

Respect the game and the will respect you back
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 and remain tougher than leather?
As for me I'm tryin' to keep it Dogg

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

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

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

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

See I'm vicious like hell, got 'em waggin' they
For the LBC style
Hit you like the Dogg fever, I fetch 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 Doggz on 'em
Check this out man, I lick 'em, sick 'em
Man's 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 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 crowd bounce y'all
Just keep it Dogg

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

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

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

Close enough to touch rush
and radical and get clutch
The Dogg is the Don like killer
For the G, with the solid gold rhyme

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