Bài hát 2001 Báo Lỗi

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

*repeat*


It's structures to this game, it's instinct mixed with knowledge

I'm a player in the game and I know not from college

Eyes open, focus, scopin out the scene

Watch the gangsta haters close cos they worse than dope fiends

I hope things get better for you

cos I'ma make things get better for me

and keep the Doggystyle hottest thing out the LB

The L-L-G wit DPG by the sea

We ride at high tide, the East is my side

I'ma tell you 'long as my voice is recordable

That plan you got ain't gonna work you better audible

Oh yes I'm fresh and like spy from existence

Wit persistence I perceive

to supply you wit what you need, no room for greed

Better go around and when it come to you

don't bite off more than you can chew

Respect the game and the game will respect you back

Game is life, life is struggle

without the coastal juggle

So if you drop I test that, fragile as a crsytal

(Will you get mad and go pull out your pistol?)

or will you be a man and pick up all the pieces

and put it back together and remain tougher than leather

As for me I'm tryin to keep it real Dogg

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


Chorus:


Just keep it real Dogg

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

*repeat x2*


*?Teatlet?*, hold em, shake em, roll

Fly G boys and all you hoodrat girls

Pound puts it down all around the world

But let's pick up the litter, LB young nigga

I need solar on my Dogg nall, I bark when it get dark

b***hes in heat we tear the beat up, what?

On the microphone I bury the bone

Always, strays try to follow me home

Uhh, to get the pooper scooper, why? They droppin doo-doo

I'm steppin on s**t, lift up the bottom of my shoe

See I'm smashin full-breaded wit no leash

When I mob, make marks across the street

See I'm vicious like hell, got em waggin they tail

for the bow-wow LBC style

Hit you like the Dogg bopper fever, I fetch paper

On the receiver, go get it like a retriever

I want em close enough so I can lock on em

wit the mizzic, see I let the Doggz loose on em

Check this out here man, I lick em, sick em

Man's bestfriend, I hit you for ten, uhh

Fleas can't seize my pack, what what's my name?

Major trick we're hittin licks like a doberman gang

Y'done trip and try to f**k me up ever since a young puppy

Run a cat up a tree, nigga it's DPG


Chorus:


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

Just keep it real Dogg

*repeat x2*


They say once upon a time in the land of the loccs

where it's all about dope and pistol smoke

I packs me a heavy calibre .38 revolver

We'd out, Dp'd out, GC'd out

Oh, did you not know

Snoop wit the .44 knockin at'cha door

We the passion for smashin and mashin the masses

Knockin niggas llike cash is, Dogg Pound Gangsta assassin

It's like in a action

cos for the cash in my own zone we known for blastin

Bustin, no need for discussion

We don't discuss, we stay close as 10 inches then bust

close enough to touch then rush

Clean and radical and get clutch

The Dogg is the Don like killer Corleone

for the D-O-double G (with the solid gold rhyme)


Chorus:


Just keep it real Dogg

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

*repeat x3*