Luyện nghe bài hát 2001

All I wanna do is make the whole crowd y'all
All I wanna do is make the whole crowd y'all

It's structures to this game, it's instinct mixed with
I'm a player in the and I know not from college
open, focus, scopin' out the scene
Watch the gangsta haters close 'cos they worse than fiends

I things get better for you
'Cos I'ma make get better for me
And keep the Doggystyle hottest out the LB
The L L G wit DPG by the sea

We ride at tide, the East is my side
I'ma tell you 'long as my voice is able
That plan you got ain't gonna work you better
Oh yes, I'm fresh and like spy from

Wit persistence I
To you wit what you need, no room for greed
Better go around and when it to you
bite off more than you can chew

Respect the game and the game will respect you
Game is life, life is
the coastal juggle
So if you drop I that, fragile as a crystal

Will you get mad and go pull out pistol?
Or you be a man and pick up all the pieces
And put it back together and tougher than leather?
As for me I'm tryin' to keep it Dogg

All I wanna do is make the whole crowd y'all
Just keep it Dogg
All I wanna do is make the crowd bounce y'all
keep it real Dogg
All I wanna do is make the whole bounce y'all
Just it real Dogg
All I wanna do is make the whole bounce y'all

[Incomprehensible], hold 'em, 'em, roll
Fly G boys and all you girls
Pound puts it all around the world
But let's up the litter, LB young nigga

I need solar on my Nall, I bark when it get dark
Bitches in heat we tear the up, what?
On the microphone I the bone
Always, strays try to me home

Uhh, to get the scooper, why? They droppin' doo-doo
I'm on shit, lift up the bottom of my shoe
See I'm smashin' wit no leash
When I mob, make marks across the

See I'm vicious like hell, got 'em waggin' they
For the LBC style
Hit you like the Dogg bopper fever, I fetch
On the receiver, go get it a retriever

I want 'em close so I can lock on 'em
Wit the mizzic, see I let the Doggz on 'em
Check this out man, I lick 'em, sick 'em
Man's friend, I hit you for ten, uhh

Fleas seize my pack, what, what's my name?
Major trick hittin' licks like a Doberman gang
Y'done trip and try to fuck me up ever since a puppy
Run a cat up a tree, nigga DPG

All I do is make the whole crowd bounce y'all
Just keep it Dogg
All I wanna do is make the whole crowd bounce
Just keep it real
All I wanna do is make the whole crowd bounce
keep it real Dogg

They say upon a time in the land of the loccs
it's all about dope and pistol smoke
I packs me a heavy .38 revolver
We'd out, Dp'd out, out

Oh, did you not
Snoop wit the .44 knockin' door?
We the passion for and mashin' the masses
Knockin' niggas l like cash is, Dogg Pound Gangsta

like in a action
'Cos for the cash in my own we known for blastin'
Bustin', no for discussion
We don't discuss, we close as 10 inches then bust

Close enough to touch then
Clean and and get clutch
The Dogg is the Don killer Corleone
For the G, with the solid gold rhyme

All I wanna do is the whole crowd bounce y'all
Just keep it Dogg
All I wanna do is make the whole bounce y'all
Just it real Dogg
All I wanna do is make the whole crowd bounce
Just keep it real
All I wanna do is the whole crowd bounce y'all
Just keep it Dogg