Luyện nghe bài hát Doggy Dogg World

We'd like to welcome to the fabulous Carolina West
I own motherfucker and my name is Taa-Dow
Y'all niggas know who I am y'all tearing up shit
But we got old, and something new for y'all tonight
Put your hands together for Snoop Doggy
The Dogg Pound, and the fabulous

[Snoop Dogg]
like everywhere I look, and everywhere I go
I'm hearing trying to steal my flow
But it ain't no thing cause see my Coolio
Put me up on the game when I through the do'
Ya know, some of these is so deceptive
Using my styles a contraceptive
I hope ya get burnt, it seems ya haven't
It's the nack patty 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
Tell me what's on
It make me want to holler, my dollars come in ozones
Lone for the break-up, so take off clothes
And quit trying to spit at my 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, recognize
And see where I'm coming from still East Side till I die
Why ask why? As the world spinning to the D-O-Double-G-why

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

Well if you give me ten then I'll fuck all ten
See my Snoop Doggy sipping juice and gin
Don't slip, I'm fo' to set trip, to get
Styles vary, flavor like Life Savors
Ain't something, talk shit and I'm dumping
I had your fucking block bumping
Don't sweat, but the technique, I'm unique like China
Ya find 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 with hit hard
A fucking menace, hoes like tennis rackets
It's on again, it's on and
All I see is green, so ain't no stopping
I to see some panties dropping
I'm coming from L.A., she used to with Dre up in Compton
(All I ever did was just use hoe
Show her my dickies, get these, and kick flows)
I'm dishing out blues, I'm upsetting like bad
Cut off khakis, french braids, and house
Kurupt, the name's often for catching slugs
And I smoke for the fuck of it
Ruff and shit, it's unexplanitory how I gets wicked
But it's mandatory I kick it
Check it, I'm runnin hoes in 94, now I prove it
call me Sugar Ray for the way I be sticking and moving
Prepare for a war, it's on, I'm hunting
Hit the button, and shit up like Red Dawn
Peep, the from a verbal assassin
with rhymes packing Tec-9's for some action
You really don't know, do you, you fucking a hog
You can't do me, I'm going out looney O-Dog

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 clique (to drop the cavvy Dogg shit)

Daz out of the motherfucking cut once mo'
So grab a seat and your gin and juice and check out the flow
I flip flop and serve hoes a fat dick
I die I'm still screaming 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 the gangsta funk
I can see and I can tell what the fuck you want
So I up the chronic, so I can get high
I promise I'll smoke chronic the day that I die