Luyện nghe bài hát 2001

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

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

I hope things get 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 high tide, the East is my
I'ma tell you 'long as my voice is record
That plan you got ain't work you better audible
Oh yes, I'm fresh and like spy existence

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

Respect the game and the game respect you back
Game is life, is struggle
the coastal juggle
So if you drop I test that, 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 to keep it real Dogg

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

[Incomprehensible], hold 'em, shake 'em,
Fly G boys and all you girls
Pound puts it down all the world
But let's pick up the litter, LB 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 the bone
Always, strays try to me home

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

See I'm vicious hell, got 'em waggin' they tail
For the LBC style
Hit you like the 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 Doggz on 'em
Check this out here man, I lick 'em, 'em
Man's friend, I hit you for ten, uhh

Fleas can't my pack, what, what's my name?
trick we're hittin' licks like a Doberman gang
Y'done trip and try to 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 make the whole crowd bounce
Just keep it Dogg
All I wanna do is make the whole crowd bounce
keep it real Dogg

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

Oh, did you not
Snoop wit the .44 at'cha door?
We the for smashin' and mashin' the masses
niggas 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 close as 10 inches then bust

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

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