Luyện nghe bài hát 2001

All I wanna do is make the whole crowd y'all
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 college
Eyes open, focus, out the scene
Watch the gangsta close 'cos they worse than dope fiends

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

We ride at high tide, the is my side
I'ma tell you 'long as my voice is record
That plan you got gonna work you better audible
Oh yes, I'm fresh and like spy from

Wit I perceive
To supply you wit you need, no room for greed
go around and when it come to you
Don't bite off 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 up all the pieces
And put it together and remain tougher than leather?
As for me I'm to keep it real Dogg

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

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

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

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

See I'm like hell, got 'em waggin' they tail
For the bow-wow LBC
Hit you like the Dogg 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 here man, I 'em, sick 'em
best friend, I hit you for ten, uhh

Fleas seize my pack, what, what's my name?
Major trick we're hittin' licks a Doberman 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 the whole crowd bounce y'all
keep it real Dogg
All I wanna do is make the crowd bounce y'all
Just keep it real
All I do is make the whole crowd bounce y'all
Just keep it Dogg

say once upon a time in the land of the loccs
Where it's all about and pistol smoke
I me a heavy 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 the masses
Knockin' niggas l like cash is, Dogg Pound assassin'

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

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

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