Luyện nghe bài hát Dogghouse

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

Hook 2x: 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 this 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, need an apparatus
'cause the niggas I wit, they all about the cabbage
Down in road my destination, the dogghouse
Toastin remys, fillin' jimmies, we all out
Lookin for the wizard, through the fog
Got bad ass bitches, headed to the player's ball
They gon be strippin and ass
Hope you brought your playa
Tray-deee, goldie dead, the twins blaze sacks
Bigger than big in l.a.
4 tay representin for the damn 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 that's how it is when you wit me

Don't how you come, use all angles
Ties become when the cutthroat strangles
My hookup, long
Better like a nationwide sky pager
Them save us, talk about bein playas
On the we can deal wit you playa haters
We hit the spot, every city got a
What you makin when you take it to a type of level that it pops
Know the dogg keep the hip rocks, steady
steady sangin from the gang that we claimin
Yo, waniac, the maniac, trip loc won't you spit that rap

loc]
Park my shit and out, I'm at the homies spot
To see if he floatin me up to the dogghouse
Hit the weed he lightin, outside little niggas is
bomb, I'm likin
Holla at my folks I up in the complex
Nigga ready to ride as soon as he get
Now we ready to roll, hit the store, then the carpool
Once again on, big chiefin
me of the noisiest place
Ladies all over the place, and niggas laced
How we like it, in my 5 0 1
Killin my lungs, keepin these and bitches on one

2x

[tray
Man I got warrants, bad tax, sayin fuck it
Headed up to dogghouse swervin in a
Puffin on some bomb from my blue
And got my little bitch catch a too
House shoes with the blue khaki and my locs on
Swoopin to some soopafly, my smoke on
Nigga goldie loc got the on roast it
4 tay on the way plus the twins is
Bout to set it off bet off the hook
Straight crooks, gettin off the books
Makin nothin but that gangsta 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 motherfuckers
Cocksuckers, can't stop us
Now put up your choppers, just in case they rollin wit them
I shut em down, for them bitches
I be seein you with snitches I'm hittin switches
Ice over dicthes
I'm to the game, plus I'm out to get them riches
I be mobbin down the tryin to bag up my bags
I'm saggin so hard I'm tearin up the back of my
I'm tryin to reach my dirty red
But hoe won't let me know, which way to go
I'm slow
My chucks only come wit a hundred of walkin
Hundred miles of runnin smellin funny and I'm gunnin
gangsta crip for life
And we gon party in this motherfucker all damn

2x