Luyện nghe bài hát Dogghouse

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

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

[Rappin'
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 an apparatus
'cause the niggas I fuck wit, they all about the
Down in yellobrick my destination, the DoggHouse
Toastin Remys, fillin' jimmies, we all out
Lookin for the wizard, through the fog
Got some bad ass bitches, to the player's ball
gon be strippin and wigglin ass
Hope you your playa pass
Tray-Deee, Goldie half dead, the twins blaze
Bigger big everyday in L.A.
4 Tay representin for the whole damn yae,

2ND Snoop Dogg
DoggHouse, turnin it out, and if you aint dope you to get
The fuck out, 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 cutthroat
My hookup, rangers
float like a nationwide sky pager
Them hoes save us, talk about playas
On the we can deal wit you playa haters
We hit the spot, every got a block
What you when you take it to a different type of level that it pops
Know the keep the hip rocks, steady bangin
steady sangin from the gang that we claimin
Yo, Waniac, the maniac, Trip 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 weed he lightin, outside little is fightin
This bomb, I'm
Holla at my folks I up in the complex
Nigga to ride as soon as he get dressed
Now we to roll, hit the store, then the carpool lane
Once again it's on, big
Remind me of the noisiest
Ladies all over the place, and niggas 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
up to DoggHouse swervin in a bucket
Puffin on bomb from my comrade Blue
And got my little catch a contact too
House shoes with the blue khaki suit and my on
Swoopin to some Soopafly, my smoke on
Nigga Loc got the heat on roast it
4 Tay on the way plus the twins is
to set it off bet it's off the hook
Straight crooks, money off the books
Makin nothin but that gangsta that niggas lovin
at the house party, fuck goin clubbin

2ND

[Goldie
Let me hear you say pimps, banks,
Let's all get the then murder these motherfuckers
Cocksuckers, they stop us
Now put up your choppers, just in case they wit them coppers
I shut em down, DoggPound for bitches
I be you with snitches everytime I'm hittin switches
Ice skatin over
I'm true to the game, I'm out to get them riches
I be mobbin the road tryin to bag up my bags
I'm saggin so hard I'm tearin up the of my khakis
I'm to reach my dogg Dirty Red
But this hoe let me know, which way to go
I'm slow
My chucks come 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 night

2X