Luyện nghe bài hát Dogghouse

Gimme some of g shit goldie loc
Yeah, that's what I'm 'bout
Yeah, this out y'all, uh huh huh

Hook 2x: dogg
We got snoop dogg in the tonight, with the homeboy tray-deee
Waniac, loc and goldie, 4 tay from the bay, what you say
you say, huh? (we do this like everyday)

[rappin'
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 need an
'cause the niggas I wit, they all about the cabbage
Down in yellobrick my destination, the dogghouse
Toastin remys, fillin' jimmies, we all out
Lookin for the wizard, creepin the fog
Got bad ass bitches, headed to the player's ball
They gon be strippin and ass
Hope you brought playa pass
Tray-deee, goldie half dead, the blaze sacks
than big everyday in l.a.
4 tay representin for the whole yae, beeyotch

2nd hook: snoop
Dogghouse, it out, and if you ain't 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 tangled when the cutthroat strangles
My hookup, long
Better like a nationwide sky pager
Them hoes save us, about bein playas
On the real we can deal wit you haters
We hit the spot, city got a block
What you makin when you take it to a different type of level it pops
Know the keep the hip rocks, steady bangin
Hoes steady sangin from the gang we claimin
Yo, it's waniac, the maniac, trip loc won't you spit rap

loc]
Park my shit and jump out, I'm at the spot
To see if he floatin with me up to the
Hit the weed he lightin, outside little is fightin
This bomb, I'm
at my folks I know up in the complex
Nigga ready to ride as as he get dressed
Now we ready to roll, hit the store, then the lane
Once it's on, big chiefin
Remind me of the place
Ladies all over the place, and super laced
How we it, saggin in my 5 0 1
Killin my lungs, keepin these and bitches on one

2x

[tray
Man I got warrants, bad tax, still fuck it
Headed up to dogghouse swervin in a
Puffin on some from my comrade blue
And got my little bitch catch a too
House shoes with the blue suit and my locs on
Swoopin to soopafly, gettin my smoke on
Nigga goldie loc got the heat on it
4 tay on the way plus the is posted
Bout to set it off bet it's off the
Straight crooks, gettin money off the
Makin nothin but that gangsta that niggas lovin
Thuggin at the house party, fuck goin

2nd

[goldie
Let me you say pimps, banks, hustlers
Let's all get the money murder these motherfuckers
Cocksuckers, they stop us
Now put up your choppers, in case they rollin wit them coppers
I shut em down, for them bitches
I be seein you with snitches everytime I'm hittin
Ice over dicthes
I'm to the game, plus I'm out to get them riches
I be mobbin the road tryin to bag up my bags
I'm so hard I'm tearin up the back of my khakis
I'm tryin to reach my dogg red
But this hoe let me know, which way to go
I'm slow
My chucks only wit a hundred miles of walkin
Hundred miles of runnin funny and I'm gunnin nigga
Doggpound crip for life
And we gon party in this motherfucker all damn

2x