Luyện nghe bài hát Don Doggy

We'd like to welcome y'all to the fabulous Carolina
I own motherfucker and my name is Taa-Dow
Y'all know who I am y'all niggaz tearin up shit
But we got somethin old, and somethin new for tongiht
Put your hands together for Snoop Doggy
The Pound, and the fabulous Dramatics

[Verse One: Doggy Dogg]

It's like everywhere I look, and I go
I'm hearin motherfuckers to steal my flow
But it no thang cause see my nigga Coolio
Put me up on the when I step through the do'
Ya know, some of niggaz is so deceptive
Usin 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
me what's goin on
It make me wanna holler, 'cause my dollars in ozones
Lone for the break-up, so off your clothes
and quit tryin to spit at my motherfuckin
Seakin of hoes, get to the point
You think you got the bomb I rolled you a joint
You'se a and i'm the big Dogg
I'll scratch you off my balls my motherfuckin paws
Y'alls, niggaz, better
And see where I'm comin from still East Side till I die
Why ask why? As the keeps spinning to the D-O-Double-G-Y

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

[Verse Two:

Well if you give me ten then I'll fuck all ten
See my homey Doggy sippin juice and gin
slip, I'm fo' to set trip, to get papers
Styles vary, packin like Life Savors
Ain't somethin, talk shit and I'm dumpin
I had whole fuckin block bumpin
Don't sweat, but check the tecnique, I'm like China
Ya never find the bomb-a-rama then Nigga behind ya
So peek-a-boo, clear the way, I'm through
One-two, three, you see me
I'm a G like strapped with hit hard tactics
A menace, usin hoes like tennis rackets
It's on again, on and poppin
All I see is green, so ain't no stoppin
I wanna see some droppin
I'm comin from L.A., she used to with Dre up in Compton
(All I did was just use that hoe
Show her my dickies, get these, and kick flows)
I'm dishin out blues, I'm upsetting bad news
Cut off khakis, french braids, and house
Kurupt, the name's often for catchin slugs
and I smoke for the fuck of it
Ruff and rugged shit, it's unexplanitory how I wicked
but it's manditory I kick it
it, I'm runnin hoes in 94, now must I prove it
Hoes call me Sugar Ray for the way I be stickin and
Prepare for a war, it's on, I'm head
Hit the button, and light shit up like Red
Peep, the massicre from a verbal
Murderin with rhymes Tec-9's for some action
You don't know, do you, you fuckin wit a hog
You can't do me, I'm goin out looney like

[Verse Daz]

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

Diggity Daz out of the cut once mo'
So grab a seat and grab your gin and juice and check out the
I flip flop and serve 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, dum diddy dum
As you groove to the shit
The D-O-Double-G the P-O-U-N-D, the gangsta
Now as the Pound break it with the gangsta funk
I can see and I can tell that's the fuck you want
So I up the chronic, so I can get high
I promise I'll smoke till the day that I die