Luyện nghe bài hát Doggy Dogg World

We'd like to y'all to the fabulous Carolina West
I own this and my name is Taa-Dow
Y'all niggas know who I am y'all niggas 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

[Snoop Dogg]
It's like everywhere I look, and I go
I'm motherfuckers trying to steal my flow
But it no thing cause see my nigga Coolio
Put me up on the game I step through the do'
Ya know, some of these niggas is so
my styles like a contraceptive
I hope ya get burnt, it ya haven't learnt
It's the nick nack patty wack, I got the bigger sack
So put gun away, run away, 'cause 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 dollars come in
Lone for the break-up, so off your clothes
And quit trying to spit at my motherfucking
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 with my motherfucking 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 up world, it's a Doggy Dogg World
It's a Dogg World, it's a Doggy Dogg World
The World

Well if you give me ten bitches then I'll all ten
See my Snoop Doggy sipping juice and gin
slip, I'm fo' to set trip, to get papers
Styles vary, packing flavor Life Savors
Ain't that something, talk and I'm dumping
I had your whole fucking bumping
Don't sweat, but check the technique, I'm unique like
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 menace, using 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 panties 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 like bad news
Cut off khakis, braids, and house shoes
Kurupt, the often marked for catching slugs
And I smoke weed for the of it
Ruff and rugged shit, it's how I gets wicked
But it's mandatory I kick it
Check it, I'm runnin in 94, now must I prove it
Hoes call me Ray for the way I be sticking and moving
for a war, it's on, I'm head hunting
Hit the button, and light shit up like Red
Peep, the massacre from a 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 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 Dogg shit)

Diggity Daz out of the cut once mo'
So grab a and grab your gin and juice and check out the flow
I flip flop and serve hoes 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, dumb dumb
As you groove to the gangster
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 tell that's the fuck you want
So I blaze up the chronic, so I can get
I promise I'll smoke till the day that I die