Luyện nghe bài hát 2001

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

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

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

We at high 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 fresh and like spy from

Wit I perceive
To you wit what you need, no room for greed
go around and when it come to you
Don't off more 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 test that, fragile as a

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 than leather?
As for me I'm tryin' to it real Dogg

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

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

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

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 marks the street

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

I want 'em close enough so I can 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 and try to fuck me up ever since a young puppy
Run a cat up a tree, it's DPG

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

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

Oh, did you not
Snoop wit the .44 knockin' at'cha
We the for smashin' and mashin' the masses
Knockin' niggas l like cash is, Dogg Gangsta assassin'

like 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 bust

Close enough to touch rush
Clean and and get clutch
The Dogg is the Don like Corleone
For the D-O-double G, 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 crowd bounce y'all
Just keep it real
All I wanna do is the whole crowd bounce y'all
Just it real Dogg
All I wanna do is make the whole bounce y'all
Just keep it Dogg