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, it's instinct mixed with
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 than dope

I hope get better 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 tide, the East is my side
I'ma tell you 'long as my voice is able
That plan you got ain't gonna you better audible
Oh yes, I'm fresh and like spy from

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

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

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

All I wanna do is the whole crowd bounce y'all
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 crowd 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 and all you hoodrat girls
Pound puts it down all around the
But let's pick up the litter, LB nigga

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

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

See I'm vicious like hell, got 'em waggin' tail
For the bow-wow LBC
Hit you the Dogg bopper fever, I fetch paper
On the receiver, go get it a retriever

I want 'em close enough so I can on 'em
Wit the mizzic, see I let the loose on 'em
Check this out here man, I 'em, sick 'em
Man's friend, I hit you for ten, uhh

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

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

say once upon a time 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 smashin' and mashin' the
Knockin' l like cash is, Dogg Pound Gangsta assassin'

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

Close enough to then rush
and radical and get clutch
The Dogg is the Don like killer
For the D-O-double G, with the gold rhyme

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