Luyện nghe bài hát Doggy Dogg World

We'd like to welcome y'all to the fabulous Carolina
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 hands together for Snoop Doggy Dogg
The Pound, and the fabulous Dramatics

Doggy Dogg]
It's like I look, and everywhere I go
I'm hearing motherfuckers to steal my flow
But it ain't no thing see my nigga Coolio
Put me up on the game when I through the do'
Ya know, some of niggas is so deceptive
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, 'cause I'm (why?)
Hit em up, get em up, em up, now
Tell me what's on
It make me to holler, 'cause my dollars come in ozones
Lone for the break-up, so take off clothes
And quit to spit at my motherfucking hoes
of hoes, I'll get to the point
You you got the bomb 'cause I rolled you a joint
a flea and I'm the big Dogg
I'll you off my balls with my motherfucking paws
Y'alls, niggas, better
And see where I'm coming from it's still East till I die
Why ask why? As the keeps 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 I'll all ten
See my Snoop Doggy sipping juice and gin
Don't slip, I'm fo' to set trip, to get
vary, packing flavor like Life Savors
Ain't something, talk shit and I'm dumping
I had whole fucking block bumping
Don't sweat, but check the technique, I'm unique like
Ya find 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 hard
A fucking menace, hoes like tennis rackets
It's on again, it's on and
All I see is green, so ain't no stopping
I want to see some panties
I'm coming from L.A., she used to chill with Dre up in
(All I did was just use that hoe
Show her my dickies, get with these, and flows)
I'm dishing out blues, I'm like bad news
Cut off khakis, french braids, and shoes
Kurupt, the name's often marked for catching
And I weed for the fuck 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
Prepare for a war, it's on, I'm head
Hit the button, and light shit up like Red
Peep, the from a verbal assassin
Murdering with rhymes Tec-9's for some action
You really know, do you, you fucking with a hog
You can't do me, I'm going out looney like

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

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