Luyện nghe bài hát Doggy Dogg World

We'd like to welcome y'all to the 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 Dramatics

[Snoop Doggy
It's everywhere I look, and everywhere I go
I'm hearing motherfuckers to steal my flow
But it ain't no thing see my nigga Coolio
Put me up on the game I step through the do'
Ya know, some of these is so deceptive
Using my styles a contraceptive
I hope ya get burnt, it ya haven't learnt
It's the nick nack 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 dollars come in
Lone for the break-up, so take off clothes
And quit to spit at my motherfucking hoes
Seaking of hoes, get to the point
You think you got the bomb 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, better
And see where I'm coming from it's East Side till I die
Why ask why? As the world spinning to the D-O-Double-G-why

It's a mixed up world, it's a Doggy Dogg World
It's a Doggy Dogg World, a Doggy Dogg World
The World

Well if you give me ten bitches I'll fuck all ten
See my homey Snoop sipping juice and gin
slip, I'm fo' to set trip, to get papers
Styles vary, packing flavor Life Savors
Ain't something, talk shit and I'm dumping
I had whole fucking block bumping
Don't sweat, but check the technique, I'm unique China
Ya never find the bomb-a-rama then this 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, using hoes like tennis
on again, it's on and popping
All I see is green, so there ain't no
I want to see some panties
I'm coming from L.A., she 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 upsetting bad news
Cut off khakis, french braids, and house
Kurupt, the name's marked for catching slugs
And I smoke for the fuck of it
Ruff and rugged shit, unexplanitory how I gets wicked
But it's mandatory I kick it
Check it, I'm runnin hoes in 94, now must I it
Hoes 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 light up like Red Dawn
Peep, the from a verbal assassin
Murdering with rhymes Tec-9's for some action
You really know, do you, you fucking with a hog
You can't do me, I'm going out looney like

Tha Dogg rocks the party (all night long)
when (till the early 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 your gin and juice and out the flow
I flip flop and serve hoes with a fat
I die I'm still screaming that (bitches ain't shit)
Now I'm the daddy, had he, not known about
The where I'm from, dumb diddy dumb
As you groove to the shit
The D-O-Double-G the P-O-you-N-D, the clique
Now as the Pound break it down with the gangsta
I can see and I can tell that's what the you want
So I blaze up the chronic, so I can get
I promise I'll chronic till the day that I die