Luyện nghe bài hát Doggy Dogg World

We'd like to welcome to the fabulous Carolina West
I own motherfucker and my name is Taa-Dow
Y'all niggas who I am y'all niggas tearing up shit
But we got something old, and new for y'all tonight
Put your together for Snoop Doggy Dogg
The Dogg Pound, and the 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 cause see my Coolio
Put me up on the game when I step the do'
Ya know, some of these niggas is so
Using my styles like a
I hope ya get burnt, it seems ya haven't
It's the nick nack patty wack, I still got the bigger
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, my dollars come in ozones
Lone for the break-up, so take off clothes
And quit trying to at my motherfucking hoes
Seaking of hoes, I'll get to the
You think you got the 'cause I rolled you a joint
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 where I'm coming from it's 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 World
It's a Doggy Dogg World, it's a Doggy World
The World

Well if you give me ten then I'll fuck all ten
See my homey Doggy sipping juice and gin
slip, I'm fo' to set trip, to get papers
Styles vary, packing flavor like Savors
Ain't that something, talk and I'm dumping
I had your whole block bumping
sweat, but check the technique, I'm unique like China
Ya never find the bomb-a-rama 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, using hoes like tennis
It's on again, it's on and
All I see is green, so there ain't no
I want to see panties dropping
I'm coming from L.A., she used to with Dre up in Compton
(All I ever did was use that hoe
Show her my dickies, get these, and kick flows)
I'm out blues, I'm upsetting like bad news
Cut off khakis, braids, and house shoes
Kurupt, the name's often marked for slugs
And I smoke for the fuck of it
and rugged shit, it's unexplanitory how I gets wicked
But mandatory that I kick it
Check it, I'm runnin in 94, now must I prove it
Hoes call me Sugar Ray for the way I be 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
Murdering with rhymes packing Tec-9's for some
You really know, do you, you fucking with a hog
You can't do me, I'm out looney like O-Dog

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

Daz out of the motherfucking cut once mo'
So grab a seat and grab gin and juice and check out the flow
I flip flop and hoes with a fat dick
Till I die I'm screaming that (bitches ain't shit)
Now I'm the daddy, had he, not known about
The city where I'm from, dumb dumb
As you groove to the shit
The the P-O-you-N-D, the gangsta clique
Now as the Pound break it down with the funk
I can see and I can tell what 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