Luyện nghe bài hát Dogghouse

Gimme of that G shit Goldie Loc
Yeah, that's what I'm 'bout
Yeah, this out y'all, uh huh huh

2X: Snoop Dogg
We got Snoop Dogg in the house tonight, with the Tray-Deee
Waniac, Trip Loc and Goldie, 4 Tay from the bay, you say
What you say, (we do this like everyday)

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

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

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

[Trip
Park my shit and out, I'm at the homies spot
To see if he with me up to the DoggHouse
Hit the he lightin, outside little niggas is fightin
This bomb, I'm
Holla at my folks I up in the complex
Nigga ready to as soon as he get dressed
Now we ready to roll, hit the store, then the lane
again it's on, big chiefin
Remind me of the place
all over the place, and niggas super laced
How we like it, in my 5 0 1
Killin my lungs, keepin these homies and on one

2X

[Tray
Man I got warrants, bad tax, sayin fuck it
Headed up to swervin in a bucket
Puffin on bomb from my comrade Blue
And got my little bitch a contact too
shoes with the blue khaki suit and my locs on
Swoopin to some Soopafly, gettin my on
Nigga Goldie Loc got the on roast it
4 Tay on the way plus the is posted
to set it off bet it's off the hook
Straight crooks, gettin off the books
Makin nothin but that gangsta shit that lovin
at the house party, fuck goin clubbin

2ND

[Goldie
Let me hear you say pimps, banks,
Let's all get the money then murder motherfuckers
Cocksuckers, can't 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 over dicthes
I'm true to the game, I'm out to get them riches
I be mobbin down the road to bag up my bags
I'm saggin so hard I'm tearin up the back of my
I'm tryin to reach my dogg Red
But hoe won't let me know, which way to go
I'm movin
My chucks only wit a hundred miles of walkin
Hundred miles of runnin smellin funny and I'm nigga
DoggPound gangsta for life
And we gon party in this motherfucker all damn

2X