Luyện nghe bài hát Doggy Dogg World

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

Doggy Dogg]
It's everywhere I look, and everywhere I go
I'm hearing motherfuckers trying to my flow
But it no thing cause see my nigga Coolio
Put me up on the game I step through the do'
Ya know, of these niggas is so deceptive
Using my styles a contraceptive
I hope ya get burnt, it seems ya haven't
It's the nack patty wack, I still got the bigger sack
So put your gun away, run away, 'cause I'm (why?)
Hit em up, get em up, em up, now
me what's going on
It make me to holler, 'cause my dollars come in ozones
for the break-up, so take off your clothes
And quit trying to spit at my motherfucking
Seaking of hoes, I'll get to the
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 motherfucking
Y'alls, niggas, recognize
And see where I'm coming from it's still East 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 World
It's a Dogg World, it's a Doggy Dogg World
The World

Well if you give me ten bitches then fuck all ten
See my homey Snoop Doggy sipping and gin
slip, I'm fo' to set trip, to get papers
Styles vary, packing like Life Savors
Ain't that something, shit and I'm dumping
I had your fucking block bumping
Don't sweat, but the technique, I'm unique like China
Ya find the bomb-a-rama then this Nigga behind ya
So peek-a-boo, the way, I'm coming through
One-two, three, you see me
I'm a G like that strapped hit hard tactics
A menace, using hoes like tennis rackets
It's on again, on and popping
All I see is green, so ain't no stopping
I want to see some dropping
I'm coming from L.A., she to chill with Dre up in Compton
(All I ever did was just use hoe
her my dickies, get with these, and kick flows)
I'm dishing out blues, I'm upsetting bad news
Cut off khakis, french braids, and house
Kurupt, the name's often marked for catching
And I smoke for the fuck of it
and rugged shit, it's unexplanitory how I gets wicked
But it's mandatory I kick it
Check it, I'm runnin in 94, now must I prove it
call 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 up like Red Dawn
Peep, the from a verbal 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 like O-Dog

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

Daz out of the motherfucking cut once mo'
So grab a seat and your gin and juice and check out the flow
I flop and serve hoes with a fat dick
Till I die I'm still screaming that (bitches 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 the P-O-you-N-D, the gangsta clique
Now as the Pound break it down the gangsta funk
I can see and I can tell what the fuck you want
So I up the chronic, so I can get high
I promise I'll smoke chronic till the day I die