Luyện nghe bài hát Dogghouse

Gimme some of g shit goldie loc
Yeah, that's I'm talkin 'bout
Yeah, check 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 from the bay, 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 need an
'cause the niggas I fuck wit, all about the cabbage
Down in yellobrick road my destination, the
Toastin remys, fillin' jimmies, we all out
for the wizard, creepin through the fog
Got some bad ass bitches, headed to the ball
gon be strippin and wigglin ass
Hope you brought your pass
Tray-deee, goldie half dead, the twins sacks
Bigger than big in l.a.
4 tay representin for the whole damn yae,

2nd snoop dogg
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 that's how it is when you wit me

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

loc]
Park my shit and jump out, I'm at the homies
To see if he floatin me up to the dogghouse
Hit the he lightin, outside little niggas is fightin
This bomb, I'm
Holla at my I know up in the complex
Nigga ready to ride as soon as he get
Now we ready to roll, hit the store, the carpool lane
Once it's on, big chiefin
Remind me of the noisiest
Ladies all over the place, and 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, still sayin it
up to dogghouse swervin in a bucket
Puffin on some bomb from my blue
And got my little bitch a contact too
shoes with the blue khaki suit and my locs on
Swoopin to soopafly, gettin my smoke on
goldie loc got the heat on roast 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 gangsta shit that niggas lovin
Thuggin at the house party, fuck clubbin

2nd

loc]
Let me hear you say pimps, banks,
Let's all get the money then murder these
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 switches
Ice skatin dicthes
I'm true to the game, plus I'm out to get them
I be mobbin down the tryin to bag up my bags
I'm saggin so hard I'm tearin up the of my khakis
I'm tryin to reach my dirty red
But this hoe won't let me know, way to go
I'm movin
My chucks only come wit a hundred miles of
Hundred miles of runnin funny and I'm gunnin nigga
Doggpound gangsta crip for
And we gon party in this all damn night

2x