Luyện nghe bài hát Doggyland

Come and go me to Doggylaaaaaaaaaaaaand!!
(Here ye, Here ye, Come one all)
To a place be, call it LBC
(I'm wit'cha baby)
Come and go me to Doggylaaaaaaaaaaaaand!!
To a that be, call it LBC

1st
Now if you tired of the work
tears and
and you breakin' neck
and you up in debt.
Walkin' round all strapped in,
niggas be havin' more bad times Captain Rat did.
Two none left, out of breath
in the city it's a jungle yo.
All this on top of stress,
you havin' more than a algebra test.
You can't seem to up, wit yo' money for rent,
and now yo' momma trippin' she want fifty percent.
It's a thin line, yours and mine
the difference is you gotta to a get nickel and dime.
Now I a place where
Ya' might be and I can take you there
Pop goes the nine, We'll go right
You can slide off your shoes sit and recline.

2nd
Oh your think you're funny?
Doin' stick ups for
Just to impress the (This is for the honeys)
Got yo' rocks, so you in the sack,
you got two strikes, but you right up to bat.
You all about yo' and got something to sell
but if you bail for a robber you'll be back in the cell.
You chillin' wit yo' up
hated but baby without the homies and
that's you got beat up.
Because you be out there doin' low
and then right up yo' crew and roll.
Ain't no when you out there doin' dirt,
somebody's layin' in the cut to get ya' hurt.
But see, I a place where
you might be
and I can you there
Pop goes the nine, We'll go behind
You can slide off your shoes sit and recline.

Bridge
ye, Here ye, come one, come all.
To a place be, call it LBC.
(I'm wit' ya' baby)
Lemme holla to a little boy real quick,
know what I'm
he travelin' in the fast lane.

Stop the it seem that we are on,
Time to slow roll,
Let Doggyland be new home,
Stop the life it seem we are on,
to slow your roll,
Let Doggyland be new home.

Verse
Doggyland is the where it's goin' diz-owne
(It's down)
is free,
and no HIV. (What?)
And don't kill one another
(Oh why is that?)
a brother is a brother.
(And what the mothers?)
queens,
righteous,
man,
heaven must be this,
green aroma like the in the summertime.
Ain't no peneteneries and ain't doin' time.
And oh yeah, I'm the big O-K'er,
I'm than the senator,
than the mayor.
Heaven on
like a prayer.
And you can't get in yo' gold card you got
to be a player.
Now you know a place
You gots to be and I you there,
Pop goes the nine, we'll go behind
You can slide off your shoes sit and recline.