Luyện nghe bài hát Doggy Dogg World

We'd to welcome y'all to the fabulous Carolina West
I own motherfucker 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 y'all
Put your hands for Snoop Doggy Dogg
The Dogg Pound, and the fabulous

Doggy Dogg]
It's like everywhere I look, and I go
I'm hearing motherfuckers trying to my flow
But it no thing cause see my nigga Coolio
Put me up on the game when I step the do'
Ya know, of these niggas is so deceptive
Using my styles like a
I hope ya get burnt, it ya haven't learnt
the nick nack patty 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 come in
for the break-up, so take off your clothes
And trying to spit at my motherfucking hoes
Seaking of hoes, get to the point
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 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 Doggy World
The World

Well if you give me ten bitches then fuck all ten
See my homey Snoop Doggy juice and gin
slip, I'm fo' to set trip, to get papers
Styles vary, packing like Life Savors
Ain't that something, talk and I'm dumping
I had your whole fucking block
sweat, but check the technique, I'm unique like China
Ya never find the bomb-a-rama then this Nigga ya
So peek-a-boo, clear the way, I'm coming
One-two, three, you see me
I'm a G like that with hit hard tactics
A menace, using hoes like tennis rackets
on again, it's on and popping
All I see is green, so there ain't no
I to see some panties dropping
I'm coming from L.A., she used to chill Dre up in Compton
(All I ever did was use that hoe
Show her my dickies, get with these, and flows)
I'm dishing out blues, I'm like 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, it's unexplanitory how I gets
But it's mandatory 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, it's on, I'm head
Hit the button, and shit up like Red Dawn
Peep, the from a verbal assassin
Murdering with rhymes packing for some action
You really don't know, do you, you fucking a hog
You can't do me, I'm going out looney like

Tha Pound 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 the cavvy Dogg shit)

Diggity Daz out of the motherfucking cut mo'
So grab a seat and your gin and juice and check out the flow
I flip flop and hoes with a fat dick
Till I die I'm still that (bitches ain't shit)
Now I'm the mack daddy, had he, not known
The where I'm from, dumb diddy dumb
As you groove to the gangster
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 tell what the fuck you want
So I up the chronic, so I can get high
I I'll smoke chronic till the day that I die