Luyện nghe bài hát Dogghouse

Gimme some of that G Goldie Loc
Yeah, what I'm talkin 'bout
Yeah, check out y'all, uh huh huh

HOOK 2X: Snoop
We got Snoop Dogg in the house tonight, with the homeboy
Waniac, Trip Loc and Goldie, 4 Tay the bay, what you say
What you say, huh? (we do this everyday)

4-Tay]
Did ya get the dank, did ya get the
I got the dank, you got the gas in the tank?
V.I.P. status, don't need an
'cause the I fuck wit, they all about the cabbage
in yellobrick road my destination, the DoggHouse
Toastin Remys, fillin' jimmies, we all out
Lookin for the wizard, through the fog
Got some bad ass bitches, headed to the ball
gon be strippin and wigglin ass
Hope you brought your playa
Tray-Deee, Goldie half dead, the twins sacks
Bigger big everyday in L.A.
4 Tay representin for the whole damn yae,

2ND HOOK: Dogg
DoggHouse, turnin it out, and if you dope you gots to get
The out, that's on the O G D P, (say what)
And how it is when you fuckin wit me

Don't matter how you come, use all
Ties become tangled when the cutthroat
My hookup, rangers
Better float like a sky pager
Them hoes save us, talk about playas
On the real we can deal wit you playa
We hit the spot, every got a block
What you makin when you take it to a different type of that it pops
Know the keep the hip rocks, steady bangin
Hoes steady from the gang that we claimin
Yo, it's Waniac, the maniac, Trip Loc won't you spit rap

Loc]
Park my shit and out, I'm at the homies spot
To see if he with me up to the DoggHouse
Hit the weed he lightin, outside niggas is fightin
This bomb, I'm
Holla at my I know up in the complex
ready to ride as soon as he get dressed
Now we ready to roll, hit the store, then the lane
Once again on, big chiefin
me of the noisiest place
Ladies all over the place, and niggas super
How we it, saggin in my 5 0 1
Killin my lungs, keepin these homies and on one

2X

[Tray
Man I got warrants, bad tax, still fuck it
up to DoggHouse swervin in a bucket
Puffin on some bomb my comrade Blue
And got my bitch catch a contact too
House shoes with the khaki suit and my locs on
Swoopin to some Soopafly, my smoke on
Nigga Loc got the heat on roast it
4 Tay on the way plus the is posted
Bout to set it off bet off the hook
Straight crooks, gettin money off the
Makin nothin but gangsta shit that niggas lovin
Thuggin at the house party, fuck clubbin

2ND

Loc]
Let me you say pimps, banks, hustlers
Let's all get the money then these motherfuckers
Cocksuckers, they stop us
Now put up your choppers, just in they rollin wit them coppers
I shut em down, DoggPound for them
I be seein you with snitches I'm hittin switches
Ice skatin dicthes
I'm true to the game, plus I'm out to get riches
I be mobbin the road tryin to bag up my bags
I'm saggin so hard I'm up the back of my khakis
I'm tryin to my dogg Dirty Red
But this hoe won't let me know, way to go
I'm movin
My chucks come wit a hundred miles of walkin
Hundred of runnin smellin funny and I'm gunnin nigga
gangsta crip for life
And we gon party in this motherfucker all night

2X