Luyện nghe bài hát Doggy Dogg World

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

[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
Using my like a contraceptive
I hope ya get burnt, it seems ya haven't
the nick nack patty wack, I still got the bigger sack
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 want to holler, 'cause my come in ozones
Lone for the break-up, so off your clothes
And quit trying to spit at my motherfucking
Seaking of hoes, I'll get to the
You think you got the 'cause I rolled you a joint
a flea and I'm the big Dogg
I'll scratch you off my balls with my paws
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 mixed up world, it's a Doggy World
It's a Doggy World, it's a Doggy Dogg World
The Dogg's

Well if you me ten bitches then I'll fuck all ten
See my homey Snoop Doggy 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 and I'm dumping
I had your whole fucking block
Don't sweat, but check the technique, I'm unique China
Ya never 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 hit hard tactics
A fucking menace, hoes like tennis rackets
It's on again, on and popping
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 Dre up in Compton
(All I ever did was just use hoe
her my dickies, get with 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 for catching slugs
And I weed for the fuck of it
Ruff and rugged shit, unexplanitory how I gets wicked
But it's that I kick it
Check it, I'm runnin in 94, now must I prove it
call me Sugar Ray for the way I be sticking and moving
Prepare for a war, on, I'm head hunting
Hit the button, and light up like Red Dawn
Peep, the massacre from a verbal
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 out looney like O-Dog

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 drop the cavvy shit)

Daz out of the motherfucking 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
I die I'm still screaming that (bitches ain't shit)
Now I'm the mack daddy, had he, not known
The city where I'm from, dumb dumb
As you to the gangster shit
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 that's what the fuck you want
So I blaze up the chronic, so I can get
I promise I'll chronic till the day that I die