Luyện nghe bài hát 2001

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

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

I hope things get for you
'Cos I'ma things 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 gonna work you better audible
Oh yes, I'm fresh and like spy from

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

See I'm vicious like hell, got 'em waggin' tail
For the LBC style
Hit you the Dogg 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 out here man, I lick 'em, sick 'em
best friend, I hit you for ten, uhh

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

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

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

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

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

Close enough to touch rush
Clean and and get clutch
The Dogg is the Don killer Corleone
For the D-O-double G, with the gold rhyme

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