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

Hook 2x: dogg
We got snoop dogg in the house tonight, with the tray-deee
Waniac, loc and goldie, 4 tay from the bay, what you say
What you say, huh? (we do like 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 an apparatus
'cause the niggas I wit, they all about the cabbage
Down in yellobrick road my destination, the
remys, fillin' jimmies, we goin all out
Lookin for the wizard, creepin the fog
Got some bad ass bitches, headed to the player's
They gon be and wigglin ass
Hope you brought playa pass
Tray-deee, half dead, the twins blaze sacks
than big everyday in l.a.
4 tay representin for the damn yae, beeyotch

2nd snoop dogg
Dogghouse, turnin it out, and if you ain't you gots to get
The fuck out, on the o g d p, (say what)
And how it is when you fuckin wit me

Don't how you come, use all angles
Ties become tangled when the strangles
My hookup, rangers
Better float a nationwide sky pager
Them save us, talk 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 that it
Know the keep the hip rocks, steady bangin
Hoes steady sangin from the gang we claimin
Yo, waniac, the maniac, trip loc won't you spit that rap

loc]
Park my shit and jump out, I'm at the spot
To see if he floatin 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
Nigga to ride as soon as he get dressed
Now we ready to roll, hit the store, then the carpool
Once again it's on, big
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 sayin it
Headed up to swervin in a bucket
on some bomb from my comrade blue
And got my bitch catch a contact too
House shoes with the blue khaki 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 that gangsta that niggas lovin
Thuggin at the house party, goin clubbin

2nd

loc]
Let me you say pimps, banks, hustlers
Let's all get the money then murder these
Cocksuckers, can't stop us
Now put up your choppers, just in case they wit them coppers
I em down, doggpound for them bitches
I be seein you with everytime I'm hittin switches
Ice skatin 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 saggin so I'm tearin up the back of my khakis
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 come wit a hundred of walkin
Hundred miles of runnin smellin and I'm gunnin nigga
Doggpound crip for life
And we gon in this motherfucker all damn night

2x