Luyện nghe bài hát Doggy Dogg World

We'd to welcome y'all to the fabulous Carolina West
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 hands together for Snoop Doggy Dogg
The Dogg Pound, and the fabulous

[Snoop Doggy
It's everywhere I look, and everywhere I go
I'm hearing motherfuckers trying to my flow
But it no thing cause see my nigga Coolio
Put me up on the when I step through the do'
Ya know, some of these is so deceptive
Using my like a contraceptive
I hope ya get burnt, it seems ya learnt
It's the nick nack wack, I still got the bigger sack
So put gun away, run away, 'cause I'm back (why?)
Hit em up, get em up, em up, now
Tell me what's on
It make me want to holler, 'cause my dollars in ozones
Lone for the break-up, so take off your
And quit trying to at my motherfucking hoes
Seaking of hoes, get to the point
You think you got the bomb 'cause I you a joint
You'se a flea and I'm the big
I'll scratch you off my balls with my paws
Y'alls, niggas, better
And see where I'm coming from it's East Side till I die
Why ask As the world 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 Dogg World, it's a Dogg World
The World

Well if you me ten bitches then I'll fuck all ten
See my homey Snoop Doggy juice and gin
slip, I'm fo' to set trip, to get papers
Styles vary, packing flavor like Life
Ain't that something, talk and I'm dumping
I had your whole block bumping
Don't sweat, but check the technique, I'm unique like
Ya find the bomb-a-rama then this Nigga behind ya
So peek-a-boo, the way, I'm coming through
One-two, three, you see me
I'm a G like strapped with hit hard tactics
A fucking menace, using hoes like rackets
on again, it's on and popping
All I see is green, so ain't no stopping
I want to see panties dropping
I'm from L.A., she used to chill with Dre up in Compton
(All I did was just use that hoe
Show her my dickies, get with these, and flows)
I'm dishing out blues, I'm upsetting bad news
Cut off khakis, braids, and house shoes
Kurupt, the name's marked for catching slugs
And I smoke for the fuck of it
and rugged shit, it's unexplanitory how I gets wicked
But it's 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 sticking and
Prepare for a war, on, I'm head hunting
Hit the button, and light shit up Red Dawn
Peep, the massacre from a assassin
Murdering with rhymes packing Tec-9's for some
You really don't know, do you, you with a hog
You can't do me, I'm going out looney like

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 cut once mo'
So grab a seat and grab gin and juice and check out the flow
I flip flop and serve with a fat dick
Till I die I'm still screaming (bitches ain't 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 gangsta
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 I'll smoke chronic till the day that I die