Luyện nghe bài hát Doggy Dogg World

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

Doggy Dogg]
It's like everywhere I look, and I go
I'm motherfuckers trying to steal my flow
But it ain't no thing cause see my Coolio
Put me up on the game when I through the do'
Ya know, some of niggas is so deceptive
Using my like a contraceptive
I hope ya get burnt, it ya haven't learnt
It's the nick nack 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 what's on
It make me want to holler, my dollars come in ozones
Lone for the break-up, so off your clothes
And trying to spit at my motherfucking hoes
Seaking of hoes, I'll get to the
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 balls my motherfucking paws
Y'alls, niggas, better
And see where I'm from it's still East Side till I die
Why ask why? As the world keeps spinning to the

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

Well if you me ten bitches then I'll fuck all ten
See my homey Snoop Doggy juice and gin
slip, I'm fo' to set trip, to get papers
Styles vary, packing flavor 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 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 with hit hard
A fucking menace, using hoes tennis rackets
on again, it's on and popping
All I see is green, so there no stopping
I want to see some dropping
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 these, and kick flows)
I'm dishing out blues, I'm upsetting like bad
Cut off khakis, braids, and house shoes
Kurupt, the name's often marked for catching
And I smoke for the fuck of it
Ruff and rugged shit, unexplanitory how I gets wicked
But mandatory 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 hunting
Hit the button, and light shit up Red Dawn
Peep, the massacre a verbal assassin
with rhymes packing 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 O-Dog

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

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