Luyện nghe bài hát Doggy Dogg World

We'd like to welcome y'all to the fabulous West
I own motherfucker and my name is Taa-Dow
Y'all know who I am y'all niggas tearing up shit
But we got something old, and something new for y'all
Put your hands together for Snoop Doggy
The Dogg Pound, and the Dramatics

Doggy Dogg]
It's everywhere I look, and everywhere I go
I'm hearing motherfuckers trying to steal my
But it no thing cause see my nigga Coolio
Put me up on the game I step through the do'
Ya know, some of these niggas is so
my styles like a contraceptive
I hope ya get burnt, it ya haven't learnt
It's the nick nack patty wack, I still got the bigger
So put your gun away, run away, I'm back (why?)
Hit em up, get em up, em up, now
me what's going on
It me want to holler, 'cause my dollars come in ozones
Lone for the break-up, so take off your
And trying to spit at my motherfucking hoes
of hoes, I'll get to the point
You think you got the 'cause I rolled you a joint
a flea and I'm the big Dogg
I'll scratch you off my balls with my motherfucking
Y'alls, niggas, recognize
And see where I'm from it's still East Side till I die
Why ask why? As the world spinning to the D-O-Double-G-why

It's a crazy mixed up world, it's a Doggy Dogg
It's a Doggy Dogg World, it's a Doggy Dogg
The Dogg's

Well if you give me ten bitches I'll fuck all ten
See my homey Snoop Doggy sipping and gin
slip, I'm fo' to set trip, to get papers
Styles vary, flavor like Life Savors
Ain't that something, shit and I'm dumping
I had your whole fucking block
Don't sweat, but check the technique, I'm unique like
Ya never the bomb-a-rama then this Nigga behind ya
So peek-a-boo, clear the way, I'm through
One-two, three, you see me
I'm a G like that strapped with hit tactics
A fucking menace, hoes like tennis rackets
on again, it's on and popping
All I see is green, so there no stopping
I want to see panties dropping
I'm coming from L.A., she used to chill Dre up in Compton
(All I ever did was use that hoe
Show her my dickies, get these, and kick flows)
I'm out blues, I'm upsetting like bad news
Cut off khakis, braids, and house shoes
Kurupt, the name's often for catching slugs
And I smoke weed for the of it
and rugged shit, it's unexplanitory how I gets wicked
But it's that I kick it
it, I'm runnin hoes in 94, now must I prove it
Hoes call me Ray for the way I be sticking and moving
for a war, it's on, I'm head hunting
Hit the button, and shit up like Red Dawn
Peep, the massacre from a assassin
with rhymes packing Tec-9's for some action
You really don't know, do you, you with a hog
You can't do me, I'm going out looney O-Dog

Tha Dogg Pound rocks the (all night long)
Tell (till the early morn)
It don't (and uh) it don't quit (for the)
The Dogg Pound clique (to drop the cavvy shit)

Diggity Daz out of the motherfucking cut mo'
So grab a seat and grab gin and juice and check out the flow
I flip flop and serve with a fat dick
Till I die I'm screaming that (bitches ain't shit)
Now I'm the mack daddy, had he, not about
The city where I'm from, dumb diddy
As you groove to the gangster
The D-O-Double-G the P-O-you-N-D, the clique
Now as the Pound break it with the gangsta funk
I can see and I can tell that's what the you want
So I blaze up the chronic, so I can get
I promise I'll smoke chronic the day that I die