Luyện nghe bài hát Doggy Dogg World

We'd like to welcome y'all to the fabulous West
I own this motherfucker and my 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 your hands together for Snoop Dogg
The Dogg Pound, and the fabulous

[Snoop Doggy
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 when I step through the do'
Ya know, some of niggas is so deceptive
my styles like a contraceptive
I ya get burnt, it seems ya haven't learnt
It's the nick patty wack, I still got the bigger sack
So put your gun away, run away, 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 in ozones
for the break-up, so take off your clothes
And quit trying to spit at my hoes
of hoes, I'll get to the point
You you got the bomb 'cause I rolled you a joint
You'se a flea and I'm the big
I'll scratch you off my balls with my motherfucking
Y'alls, niggas, better
And see where I'm coming from it's still Side 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 Dogg's

Well if you me ten bitches then I'll fuck 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 your whole fucking block
Don't sweat, but check the technique, I'm unique China
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 that strapped with hit hard tactics
A fucking menace, hoes like tennis 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
Show her my dickies, get these, and kick flows)
I'm dishing out blues, I'm like bad news
Cut off khakis, french braids, and house
Kurupt, the often marked for catching slugs
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 hoes in 94, now I prove it
call 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 shit up like Red Dawn
Peep, the massacre from a assassin
Murdering with 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 O-Dog

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

Diggity Daz out of the motherfucking cut mo'
So grab a and grab 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 mack daddy, had he, not known
The city where I'm from, diddy dumb
As you groove to the gangster
The D-O-Double-G the P-O-you-N-D, the clique
Now as the Pound it down with the gangsta funk
I can see and I can tell that's the fuck you want
So I up the chronic, so I can get high
I promise smoke chronic till the day that I die