Luyện nghe bài hát 2001

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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, try to follow 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' full-breaded wit no
When I mob, make marks across the

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

Fleas can't seize my pack, what, what's my
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, it's DPG

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

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

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

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

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

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