Luyện nghe bài hát Dogghouse

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

Hook 2x: snoop
We got snoop dogg in the house tonight, with the tray-deee
Waniac, loc and goldie, 4 tay from the bay, what you say
What you say, huh? (we do like 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 fuck wit, they all the cabbage
Down in yellobrick my destination, the dogghouse
remys, fillin' jimmies, we goin 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 your playa pass
Tray-deee, goldie half dead, the blaze sacks
than big everyday in l.a.
4 tay for the whole damn yae, beeyotch

2nd hook: snoop
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 you fuckin wit me

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

[trip
my shit and jump out, I'm at the homies spot
To see if he floatin me up to the dogghouse
Hit the weed he lightin, outside little 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
me of the noisiest place
Ladies all over the place, and super laced
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 fuck it
Headed up to dogghouse in a bucket
Puffin on bomb from my comrade blue
And got my little bitch a contact too
House shoes with the blue khaki and my locs on
Swoopin to some soopafly, gettin my on
Nigga loc got the heat on roast it
4 tay on the way plus the twins is
Bout to set it off bet off the hook
Straight crooks, money off the books
nothin but that gangsta shit that niggas lovin
Thuggin at the party, fuck goin clubbin

2nd

loc]
Let me you say pimps, banks, hustlers
Let's all get the money murder these motherfuckers
Cocksuckers, can't stop us
Now put up your choppers, just in they rollin wit them coppers
I shut em down, doggpound for them
I be seein you with snitches 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 to bag up my bags
I'm saggin so hard I'm tearin up the of my khakis
I'm tryin to my dogg dirty red
But this hoe won't let me know, way to go
I'm slow
My chucks only come wit a miles of walkin
Hundred of runnin smellin funny and I'm gunnin nigga
Doggpound crip for life
And we gon in this motherfucker all damn night

2x