Luyện nghe bài hát Dogghouse

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

2x: snoop dogg
We got snoop dogg in the house tonight, with the homeboy
Waniac, trip loc and goldie, 4 tay the bay, what you say
What you say, (we do this 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 fuck wit, they all the cabbage
Down in road my destination, the dogghouse
remys, fillin' jimmies, we goin all out
Lookin for the wizard, creepin the fog
Got some bad ass bitches, headed to the ball
gon be strippin and wigglin ass
Hope you brought your playa
Tray-deee, goldie half dead, the twins blaze
than big everyday in l.a.
4 tay representin for the whole yae, beeyotch

2nd hook: dogg
Dogghouse, turnin it out, and if you ain't dope you 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 tangled when the cutthroat strangles
My hookup, long
float like 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 dogg 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

[trip
my shit and jump out, I'm at the homies spot
To see if he floatin with me up to the
Hit the weed he lightin, outside niggas is fightin
This bomb, I'm
Holla at my folks I up in the complex
Nigga ready to ride as soon as he get
Now we to roll, hit the store, then the carpool lane
Once again it's on, big
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 these homies and on one

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[tray
Man I got warrants, bad tax, still fuck it
up to dogghouse swervin in a bucket
Puffin on some bomb my comrade blue
And got my little catch a contact too
House shoes with the blue khaki suit and my 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 it's off the
Straight crooks, gettin off the books
Makin but that gangsta shit that niggas lovin
Thuggin at the house party, fuck clubbin

2nd

[goldie
Let me you say pimps, banks, hustlers
Let's all get the money then murder motherfuckers
Cocksuckers, can't stop us
Now put up your choppers, just in case rollin wit them coppers
I shut em down, doggpound for bitches
I be seein you with snitches everytime I'm hittin
Ice over dicthes
I'm true to the game, plus I'm out to get riches
I be mobbin down the road to bag up my bags
I'm saggin so I'm tearin up the back of my khakis
I'm tryin to my dogg dirty red
But hoe won't let me know, which way to go
I'm movin
My chucks only come wit a miles of walkin
Hundred miles of runnin funny and I'm gunnin nigga
gangsta crip for life
And we gon party in this motherfucker all damn

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