Luyện nghe bài hát Doggy Dogg World

We'd like to welcome y'all to the fabulous Carolina
I own this motherfucker and my name is
niggas know who I am y'all niggas tearing up shit
But we got something old, and something new for tonight
Put your together for Snoop Doggy Dogg
The Dogg Pound, and the fabulous

Doggy Dogg]
It's like everywhere I look, and I go
I'm hearing motherfuckers trying to steal my
But it ain't no thing see my nigga Coolio
Put me up on the when I step through the do'
Ya know, of these niggas is so deceptive
Using my styles a contraceptive
I hope ya get burnt, it 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
me what's going on
It make me want to holler, 'cause my come in ozones
for the break-up, so take off your clothes
And quit trying to spit at my hoes
Seaking of hoes, I'll get to the
You think you got the bomb 'cause I you a joint
a flea and I'm the big Dogg
I'll scratch you off my balls my motherfucking paws
Y'alls, niggas, recognize
And see where I'm from it's still East Side 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 Doggy Dogg World, it's a Doggy Dogg
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
Styles vary, packing flavor like Life
Ain't that something, talk shit and I'm
I had your whole 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 like tennis rackets
It's on again, it's on and
All I see is green, so there no stopping
I want to see some panties
I'm coming from L.A., she used to with Dre up in Compton
(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 bad news
Cut off khakis, french braids, and shoes
Kurupt, the name's often for catching slugs
And I smoke for the fuck of it
Ruff and rugged shit, it's unexplanitory how I gets
But it's that I kick it
Check it, I'm hoes in 94, now must I prove it
Hoes call me 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 from 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 going out looney O-Dog

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

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