Luyện nghe bài hát Buck 'Em

(Fuck 'em)
Damn this shit sound low
in my earphones
Alright, yeah, that's it, right there

As as the bass hits your dome
Dogg grabs the chrome
And gets in your system, off rhymes
Like a pistol, fuckin' your off
With this blow, this hoe, that hoe make me
Snoop Dogg, please won't you break that

I'm in the game getting my dough and fuck
Any motherfucker that say it ain't so, do it to 'em be
on the real dogg, you the hardest nigga we know
We shakin' 'em off, 'em off
Shot him in his face and now they him off

Here's a shout out to those with out
Fool we have got out, now you gettin' popped out
I'm not out to but to get my chips
And smash with cash and blaze the spliff now pass the fifth

For nigga did you hear me, ya heard?
You ran up and got served, ha, ha
Now that a trip
(What, what?)
You to get up off of that bullshit, c'mon

(Fuck 'em, 'em)
Young beast to four
Dirty or clean nigga, the money is all
(Fuck 'em, 'em)
Cock it ya know me
nigga look the same behind a stocking cap

(Fuck 'em, 'em)
Shit on waisted, rather see
be locked down in metal bracelets
(Fuck 'em, 'em)
make a difference
Niggas in the hood is still and can't fix it
(Fuck 'em)

The is set
(Set)
And it's a million bitch 'bout to straight get wet
I 'em all in the street, fuck 'em
I cuff they hands and blind they
And hog tie they feet, 'em

no remorse nigga cut 'em down
Love the way we shut em down, shit it funny now
Used to be my buddy pal, wet and bloody now
Nigga, where your homies now? Half them funny style

Fuck 'em, it's 'bout to get now
Doggy to get him now 'cause you better sit him down
what up now, you act like a bitch
You bound to get fucked you trick ass

Fuck 'em, boy we on a rampage, rippin' up this stage
Yeah, it's a G thang, slammin' doors, slappin' hoes
fuck videos, I get a hundred for shows
If you got the papers, I ain't got the time to sit
And chat about the vapors, biach,
Don't trip you need to raise up off of that bullshit, c'mon

(Fuck 'em, 'em)
beast to four green
Dirty or clean nigga the is all green
(Fuck 'em, 'em)
it back ya know me, every nigga look
The behind a stocking cap

(Fuck 'em, 'em)
on waisted, rather see death
Then be locked down in bracelets
(Fuck 'em, 'em)
make a difference
Niggas in the hood is still and can't fix it
(Fuck 'em)