Luyện nghe bài hát Dogghouse

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

Hook 2x: dogg
We got snoop dogg in the tonight, with the homeboy tray-deee
Waniac, loc and goldie, 4 tay from the bay, what you say
What you say, (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, need an apparatus
'cause the niggas I fuck wit, they all the cabbage
Down in yellobrick my destination, the dogghouse
Toastin remys, fillin' jimmies, we all out
Lookin for the wizard, creepin the fog
Got some bad ass bitches, to the player's ball
gon be strippin and wigglin ass
Hope you brought your playa
Tray-deee, goldie half dead, the blaze sacks
than big everyday in l.a.
4 tay representin for the whole yae, beeyotch

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

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

[trip
Park my shit and jump out, I'm at the spot
To see if he floatin with me up to the
Hit the he lightin, outside little niggas is fightin
bomb, I'm likin
Holla at my folks I up in the complex
ready to ride as soon as he get dressed
Now we ready to roll, hit the store, the carpool lane
Once it's on, big chiefin
Remind me of the noisiest
all over the place, and niggas super laced
How we like it, in my 5 0 1
my lungs, keepin these homies and bitches on one

2x

[tray
Man I got warrants, bad tax, sayin fuck it
Headed up to dogghouse in a bucket
Puffin on some bomb from my comrade
And got my little bitch a contact too
House shoes with the khaki suit 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 twins is
to set it off bet it's off the hook
Straight crooks, gettin off the books
Makin nothin but gangsta shit that niggas lovin
Thuggin at the house party, goin clubbin

2nd

[goldie
Let me you say pimps, banks, hustlers
Let's all get the money then 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 you with snitches everytime I'm hittin switches
Ice skatin dicthes
I'm true to the game, plus I'm out to get riches
I be mobbin down the road tryin to bag up my
I'm saggin so hard I'm tearin up the back of my
I'm tryin to my dogg dirty red
But this hoe let me know, which way to go
I'm movin
My chucks only come wit a hundred miles of
Hundred miles of runnin smellin funny and I'm gunnin
Doggpound gangsta crip for
And we gon in this motherfucker all damn night

2x