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

Hook 2x: snoop
We got snoop in the house 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
Yeah I got the dank, you got the gas in the
V.i.p. status, don't need an
'cause the niggas I fuck wit, all about the cabbage
in yellobrick road my destination, the dogghouse
Toastin remys, jimmies, we goin all out
for the wizard, creepin through the fog
Got bad ass bitches, headed to the player's ball
They gon be and wigglin ass
Hope you brought your playa
Tray-deee, goldie half dead, the twins blaze
Bigger than big in l.a.
4 tay representin for the whole yae, beeyotch

2nd hook: dogg
Dogghouse, turnin it out, and if you dope you gots 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 how you come, use all angles
become tangled when the cutthroat strangles
My hookup, long
Better float like a sky pager
Them save us, talk about bein playas
On the we can deal wit you playa haters
We hit the spot, every got a block
What you makin when you take it to a different of level that it pops
Know the dogg keep the hip rocks, steady
steady sangin from the gang that we claimin
Yo, it's waniac, the maniac, loc won't you spit that rap

loc]
Park my shit and out, I'm at the homies spot
To see if he floatin with me up to the
Hit the weed he lightin, outside little niggas is
bomb, I'm likin
Holla at my folks I know up in the
ready to ride as soon 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 noisiest
Ladies all over the place, and niggas super
How we like it, in my 5 0 1
Killin my lungs, keepin homies and bitches on one

2x

[tray
Man I got warrants, bad tax, still sayin it
Headed up to dogghouse in a bucket
Puffin on some bomb my comrade blue
And got my bitch catch a contact too
House shoes with the blue suit and my locs on
Swoopin to soopafly, gettin my smoke on
Nigga loc got the heat on roast it
4 tay on the way the twins is posted
Bout to set it off bet off the hook
Straight crooks, gettin money off the
Makin nothin but that gangsta shit that lovin
Thuggin at the party, fuck goin clubbin

2nd

[goldie
Let me hear you say pimps, banks,
Let's all get the then murder these motherfuckers
Cocksuckers, they can't us
Now put up your choppers, just in they rollin wit them coppers
I shut em down, doggpound for bitches
I be seein you snitches everytime I'm hittin switches
Ice over dicthes
I'm true to the game, plus I'm out to get them
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 dirty red
But hoe won't let me know, which way to go
I'm movin
My only come wit a hundred miles of walkin
Hundred miles of runnin smellin and I'm gunnin nigga
Doggpound gangsta crip for
And we gon party in this motherfucker all damn

2x