Luyện nghe bài hát Doggy Dogg World

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

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

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

Well if you me ten bitches then I'll fuck all ten
See my homey Snoop sipping juice and gin
Don't slip, I'm fo' to set trip, to get
Styles vary, packing flavor like Life
that something, talk shit and I'm dumping
I had your whole fucking bumping
Don't sweat, but check the technique, I'm like China
Ya never find the bomb-a-rama 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 hard
A fucking menace, using hoes tennis rackets
on again, it's on and popping
All I see is green, so there ain't no
I want to see panties dropping
I'm coming from L.A., she used to with Dre up in Compton
(All I ever did was use that hoe
her my dickies, get with these, and kick flows)
I'm dishing out blues, I'm like bad news
Cut off khakis, braids, and house shoes
Kurupt, the name's marked for catching slugs
And I weed for the fuck of it
Ruff and rugged shit, it's how I gets wicked
But it's mandatory that I it
Check it, I'm runnin in 94, now must I prove it
Hoes me Sugar Ray for the way I be sticking and moving
Prepare for a war, it's on, I'm hunting
Hit the button, and light shit up Red Dawn
Peep, the massacre from a assassin
Murdering with rhymes packing Tec-9's for some
You don't know, do you, you fucking with a hog
You do me, I'm going out looney like O-Dog

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

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