Luyện nghe bài hát 2001

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

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

I hope get better for you
'Cos I'ma things get better for me
And keep the hottest thing 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 audible
Oh yes, I'm fresh and spy from existence

Wit I perceive
To supply you wit what you need, no room for
go around and when it come to you
Don't bite off than you can chew

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

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

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

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

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

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

See I'm vicious hell, got 'em waggin' they tail
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 loose on 'em
Check out here 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 we're hittin' licks a Doberman gang
trip and try to fuck me up ever since a young puppy
Run a cat up a tree, it's DPG

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

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

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

It's in a action
for the cash in my own zone we known for blastin'
Bustin', no for discussion
We don't discuss, we stay close as 10 inches then

Close to touch then rush
Clean and radical and get
The Dogg is the Don killer Corleone
For the D-O-double G, with the solid gold

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