Luyện nghe bài hát Just Doggin

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

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

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

As I mob with tha pound and my nigga Nate
Not flaggin', not saggin', but havin' a
Yo, saw y'all wanna see like doggs
be like doggs, but can't compare to doggs

It's one to the two, two to the three
K to the U R U P T
In fact, I with a tech in the back
In the hood, got no love, so I packs a strap

And I once knew a nigga Dr. Dre
He was a from the motherfucking CPT
(A baller the CPT)
He up with the niggas from the LBC
And now they fuckin' up the rap industry

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

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

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

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

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

Bitches, I'm never sympin', you'll see me
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 just stop
I check every known that's tryin' to check me

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

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

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

Now, been sleeping on the desk for a long time
Waitin' for the nigga to come bust a rhyme
So throw your hands in the air
And get your proper groove on like you care

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

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