Luyện nghe bài hát Just Doggin

It's just another day in the for Kurupt, yeah, that's me
Got schooled by Snoop in a black
Daz in the back, Warren G. in the
Nice sack of chronic with gin in a cup

Back up I up the weed
Tha and the Row is my only friends
If you shit, I hit you hard as I can
You talk once but never again

Well, I'm back with the bubonic chronic sack for ass
So all my doggs pack the back, his ass
To the fullest feeling I'm feelin' you never could
While your mind is comin' where your is chill

As I mob with tha pound and my Nate Dogg
Not flaggin', not saggin', but a ball
Yo, saw y'all motherfuckers see like doggs
Wanna be like doggs, but can't to doggs

It's like one to the two, two to the
K to the U R U P T
In fact, I steps with a tech in the
In the hood, ain't got no love, so I packs a

And I once a nigga named Dr. Dre
He was a from the motherfucking CPT
(A from the CPT)
He hooked up the niggas from the LBC
And now fuckin' up the whole rap industry

Well, check it out, and game on the one they call dat nigga Daz
An OG puttin' it down for the Eastside
(Right)
But this is just a dove of dope, so till yo ass dopes this mo
Now, you see my mothafuckin' homies from the CPT
And you can't see my doggs from the LBC

Check this flow, Hoover the word to describe me, nigga
Remember, I'm niggas as a hobby
Bodies get battered for fuckin' with the best dump
With the tech-n-terror to fuckin' start

Do I give a fuck, I'm a nigga
(Hell no)
Who you tryin' to provoke up, get smoked nigga
(Nigga)
Get the in the back I'm rollin' and a bumpin'
Niggas shit I won't write and start dumpin'

Uh, who the role like the G's
ass middle fuckin' mark niggas, please
Murder in the first
I step a tech, burst and flee

You'll find none than me
See, motherfuckers murdered and mangled,
Our like a bangled
Take ya from a whole angle

Bitches, I'm sympin', you'll see me pimpin'
I step the clip in, a cap
Watch fall flat on they back
Like and like that from an automatic strap

So for tryin the
Respect I gets wrecked a glock
And it just stop
I check every nigga known tryin' to check me

I wreck microphones
me
I'm off to the store to get me a
Oh, so I'm headed out the

Now as I roll Kurupt and my cousin Eastwood
On a up to no good, we don't love you bitch
After we diggin'
Tha about that dollar and takin' no shit

From the ass niggas, bell it out shit
Trick, recognize game when it your face
See I no fake, I take you to the next stage
One can't trace, now why you punk twice

Now, you've sleeping on the desk for a long time
Waitin' for the nigga to come a dogg rhyme
So motherfuckers throw hands in the air
And get your proper groove on like you don't

See I don't love them hoes, I like a nose
Keep my mind on my
That's just how my money and so
How, I thought you knew, but now you

Dogg Pound's in tha house, now in the
doggin'
Dogg in tha house, now in the coupe
doggin'