Luyện nghe bài hát Just Doggin

It's just day in the hood for Kurupt, yeah, that's me
Got schooled by in a black Cherokee
Daz in the back, G. in the front
Nice sack of with some gin in a cup

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

Well, I'm back with the chronic sack for that ass
So all my doggs the back, laced his ass
To the feeling I'm feelin' you never could feel
While your is comin' where your body is chill

As I mob with tha pound and my Nate Dogg
Not flaggin', not saggin', but havin' a
Yo, saw y'all motherfuckers see like doggs
Wanna be doggs, but can't compare 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 knew a nigga Dr. Dre
He was a from the motherfucking CPT
(A from the CPT)
He hooked up with the niggas the LBC
And now they fuckin' up the rap industry

Well, check it out, and peep game on the one they dat nigga Daz
An OG puttin' it down for the Eastside
(Right)
But is just a dove sack of dope, so till yo ass dopes this mo
Now, you see my mothafuckin' homies from the CPT
And you see my mothafuckin' doggs from the LBC

Check this flow, Hoover ain't the word to me, nigga
Remember, I'm niggas as a hobby
get battered for fuckin' with the best dogg dump
With the tech-n-terror to chest start

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

Uh, who play the role the G's
Punk ass middle fuckin' niggas, please
Murder in the first
I step with a tech, and flee

You'll find worst than me
See, murdered and mangled, strangled
Our bitches a bangled
Take ya a whole different angle

Bitches, I'm never sympin', see me pimpin'
I the clip in, bust a cap
Watch them fall flat on back
Like this and like that from an automatic

So for the techno
Respect I gets wrecked a glock
And it don't stop
I check every nigga known tryin' to check me

I wreck verbally
me
I'm off to the to get me a four
Oh, so I'm headed out the

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

the busta ass niggas, bell it out shit
Trick, recognize game it slaps your face
See I ain't no fake, I take you to the next
One time can't trace, now why you twice

Now, you've sleeping on the desk for a long time
Waitin' for the nigga to come bust a dogg
So throw your 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
my mind on my money
That's just how my money and so
How, I thought you knew, but now you

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