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 niggas know who I am y'all tearing up shit
But we got old, and something new for y'all tonight
Put your hands together for Snoop Doggy
The Pound, and the fabulous Dramatics

Doggy Dogg]
It's like I look, and everywhere I go
I'm hearing trying to steal my flow
But it ain't no thing see my nigga Coolio
Put me up on the game I step through the do'
Ya know, some of niggas is so deceptive
Using my styles a contraceptive
I hope ya get burnt, it ya haven't learnt
It's the nack patty wack, I still got the bigger sack
So put gun away, run away, 'cause I'm back (why?)
Hit em up, get em up, em up, now
Tell me going on
It make me want to holler, 'cause my dollars come in
Lone for the break-up, so take off your
And quit to spit at my motherfucking hoes
Seaking of hoes, get to the point
You think you got the bomb 'cause I rolled you a
You'se a and I'm the big Dogg
I'll scratch you off my balls with my paws
Y'alls, niggas, recognize
And see I'm coming 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 up world, it's a Doggy Dogg World
It's a Doggy Dogg World, it's a Doggy World
The World

Well if you give me ten bitches then fuck all ten
See my homey Snoop sipping juice and gin
Don't slip, I'm fo' to set trip, to get
vary, packing flavor like Life Savors
Ain't that something, talk shit and I'm
I had your fucking block bumping
Don't sweat, but check the technique, I'm like China
Ya never find the bomb-a-rama then this Nigga ya
So peek-a-boo, clear the way, I'm through
One-two, three, you see me
I'm a G like strapped with hit hard tactics
A fucking menace, using hoes like rackets
It's on again, on and popping
All I see is green, so there ain't no
I want to see panties dropping
I'm coming L.A., she used to chill 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 upsetting like bad
Cut off khakis, french braids, and house
Kurupt, the name's often marked for catching
And I smoke weed for the of it
Ruff and rugged shit, it's how I gets wicked
But it's that I kick it
Check it, I'm runnin hoes in 94, now I prove it
Hoes me Sugar Ray for the way I be sticking and moving
for a war, it's on, I'm head hunting
Hit the button, and light up like Red Dawn
Peep, the from a verbal assassin
Murdering rhymes packing Tec-9's for some action
You really don't know, do you, you fucking a hog
You can't do me, I'm going out looney like

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

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