Luyện nghe bài hát Doggy Dogg World

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

[Snoop Doggy
It's everywhere I look, and everywhere I go
I'm motherfuckers trying 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 like a contraceptive
I hope ya get burnt, it ya haven't learnt
It's the nick nack patty wack, I still got the bigger
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 me want to holler, 'cause my dollars come in ozones
for the break-up, so take off your clothes
And quit trying to spit at my motherfucking
Seaking of hoes, get to the point
You think you got the '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, better
And see where I'm coming from it's East 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, 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 homey Snoop sipping juice and gin
Don't slip, I'm fo' to set trip, to get
Styles vary, packing like Life Savors
that something, talk shit and I'm dumping
I had your whole fucking bumping
sweat, but check the technique, I'm unique like China
Ya never find the bomb-a-rama 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 that strapped with hit tactics
A fucking menace, hoes like tennis rackets
on again, it's on and popping
All I see is green, so ain't no stopping
I want to see some dropping
I'm coming from L.A., she to chill 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 like bad news
Cut off khakis, french braids, and shoes
Kurupt, the name's often for catching slugs
And I smoke weed for the of it
Ruff and shit, it's unexplanitory how I gets wicked
But it's that I kick it
Check it, I'm runnin hoes in 94, now 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 light shit up like Red
Peep, the from a verbal assassin
Murdering with rhymes packing Tec-9's for action
You don't know, do you, you fucking with a hog
You do me, I'm going out looney like O-Dog

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

Daz out of the motherfucking cut once mo'
So grab a seat and grab your gin and and check out the flow
I flop and serve hoes with a fat dick
Till I die I'm screaming that (bitches ain't shit)
Now I'm the mack daddy, had he, not known
The city where I'm from, diddy dumb
As you groove to the shit
The D-O-Double-G the P-O-you-N-D, the gangsta
Now as the Pound it down with the gangsta funk
I can see and I can tell 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