Luyện nghe bài hát Dogg Market

(snoop)
I'm in a murderous-mental state, monopolizin on 'em
Enterprise with homicide, rock dope and cut them corners (corners)
Worldwide, visualize, two young killas on the
Ain't that a bitch, dogg and brotha lynch

(lynch)
And we bombed out (what), no doubt
Eat niggas up sour crout (what up), hollow 'em out
'bout to open my own business, siccmade
Where you gonna get your from nigga?
streets (why), gotta be
'cause these be trippin
I'm dippin in and out the with the ? ? ? ? ? ? whip (what)
With no pity, dingy, dirty, and gritty, get me

(snoop)
I had a of bitchest before I had a bundle a dollas
A fist full a while I'm poppin my collar (ay, ay, ay)
Sockin bustas, frontin with they work on the streets
>from the streets, to the (to the what), to the slugs, to the east (man)
Please believe, let me at you nephew
you do and what I do, I'll make you wan' act a fool

(lynch)
Alright, wait, wait, wait, up
Avian lies up in the city, with the fifty-slug
No love, leave ya layin down at the stars above ('cause what)
everything fade to black, like a scene change, ain't it strange
Illegal procedure through out the game, lets ya hang, hit the rain (rain)
? ? ? ? ? ? ? , laid 'em up with the hay
They, found the body three later as I hit him with the potato
Ate up his midsection, recollection, on my mind (ay what)
Got me chin-checkin, and said (that real? ), heard it all the time
That's what these muthafuckas think about me, they made it
Mad niggas be tryna' ? ? ? some g's,
weed (? ? ? some g's, smoke weed)
Everyday, best believe,
Ay you, you nigga tryna' ? ? ? move out my way
Bet you never see me in black clothes, creepin out the yard
with lead toes

(snoop)
I got so to do with so little time
My folks smoke that'll blow ya mind, hmm
I bust a bitch a quarter 'til nine
So by 10:15 I got my dick on her
Relax, recline, somethin nigga
Hit shit, blaze it up, now raise it up
The grip and the bitch, yeah, with us
Now, a lot a y'all niggas be talkin y'all livin it up, and give it up
But let me take ya to the essence, and shit
and drop a message and shit
You crumb-snatchin, no peasants
The big dog want it all, I back to snatch all y'all presents
Dippin, slippin, slidin
From the sac-town to the l-b, we do this like everyday
Do you feel me, I'm the
Fuckin the rectable, unquestionable, remarkable,
Fabulous and all that
You know, I'm the original, biiitch, the original,