Luyện nghe bài hát Dogghouse

Gimme some of that g goldie 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, huh? (we do 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 wit, they all about the cabbage
Down in yellobrick my destination, the dogghouse
Toastin remys, jimmies, we goin all out
Lookin for the wizard, creepin the fog
Got some bad ass bitches, headed to the player's
They gon be strippin and ass
Hope you brought your pass
Tray-deee, goldie half dead, the twins blaze
than big everyday in l.a.
4 tay representin for the whole damn yae,

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 how it is when 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 hoes save us, talk about bein
On the real we can deal wit you playa
We hit the spot, every got a block
What you makin when you take it to a different type of level it pops
the dogg keep the hip rocks, steady bangin
Hoes steady from the gang that we claimin
Yo, waniac, the maniac, trip loc won't you spit that rap

[trip
Park my shit and out, I'm at the homies spot
To see if he with me up to the dogghouse
Hit the weed he lightin, outside little is fightin
This bomb, I'm
Holla at my folks I know up in the
Nigga ready to ride as as he get dressed
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 it, saggin 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 catch a contact too
House shoes with the blue suit 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 it's off the
Straight crooks, gettin off the books
Makin nothin but that gangsta shit niggas lovin
Thuggin at the house party, 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, in case they rollin wit them coppers
I shut em down, for them bitches
I be you with snitches everytime 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 I'm tearin up the back of my khakis
I'm to reach my dogg dirty red
But this hoe let me know, which way to go
I'm slow
My chucks come wit a hundred miles of walkin
Hundred miles of runnin smellin funny and I'm nigga
gangsta crip for life
And we gon party in this motherfucker all damn

2x