Luyện nghe bài hát Don Doggy

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

[Verse One: Snoop Dogg]

It's like I look, and everywhere I go
I'm motherfuckers tryin to steal my flow
But it ain't no thang cause see my Coolio
Put me up on the game I step through the do'
Ya know, some of niggaz is so deceptive
Usin my styles a contraceptive
I hope ya get burnt, it seems ya havn't
It's the nick nack patty wack, I got the bigger sack
So put your gun away, run away, 'cause i'm (why?)
Hit em up, get em up, em up, now
Tell me goin on
It make me wanna holler, 'cause my dollars in ozones
Lone for the break-up, so take off clothes
and tryin to spit at my motherfuckin hoes
of hoes, I'll get to the point
You think you got the bomb 'cause I you a joint
You'se a and i'm the big Dogg
scratch you off my balls with my motherfuckin paws
Y'alls, niggaz, recognize
And see where I'm from it's still East Side till I die
Why ask why? As the world spinning to the D-O-Double-G-Y

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

[Verse Kurupt]

Well if you give me ten bitches then fuck all ten
See my homey Snoop Doggy juice and gin
Don't slip, I'm fo' to set trip, to get
Styles vary, packin like Life Savors
Ain't that somethin, talk and I'm dumpin
I had whole fuckin block bumpin
Don't sweat, but check the tecnique, I'm unique like
Ya never find the bomb-a-rama then this 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 hit hard tactics
A menace, usin hoes like tennis rackets
It's on again, it's on and
All I see is green, so there ain't no
I wanna see some panties
I'm from L.A., she used to chill with Dre up in Compton
(All I did was just use that hoe
her my dickies, get with these, and kick flows)
I'm out blues, I'm upsetting like bad news
Cut off khakis, braids, and house shoes
Kurupt, the often marked for catchin slugs
and I weed for the fuck of it
Ruff and shit, it's unexplanitory how I gets wicked
but manditory that I kick it
Check it, I'm hoes in 94, now must I prove it
Hoes me Sugar Ray for the way I be stickin and movin
Prepare for a war, it's on, I'm huntin
Hit the button, and shit up like Red Dawn
Peep, the massicre a verbal assassin
Murderin with rhymes packin Tec-9's for action
You don't know, do you, you fuckin wit a hog
You can't do me, I'm goin out looney O-Dog

[Verse Three:

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

Diggity Daz out of the cut once mo'
So grab a seat and grab your gin and juice and out the flow
I flip flop and serve hoes a fat dick
Till I die I'm still screamin (bitches ain't shit)
Now i'm the daddy, had he, not known about
the city where I'm from, dum dum
As you to the gangster shit
The D-O-Double-G the P-O-U-N-D, the clique
Now as the Pound break it down with the 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 chronic till the day that I die