Luyện nghe bài hát Dogghouse

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

Hook 2x: snoop
We got snoop dogg in the house tonight, with the homeboy
Waniac, trip loc and goldie, 4 tay from the bay, you say
What you say, huh? (we do this 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 need an
'cause the niggas I wit, they all about the cabbage
Down in yellobrick road my destination, the
Toastin remys, jimmies, we goin all out
for the wizard, creepin through the fog
Got some bad ass bitches, to the player's ball
gon be strippin and wigglin ass
Hope you brought your pass
Tray-deee, goldie dead, the twins blaze sacks
than big everyday in l.a.
4 tay representin for the whole yae, beeyotch

2nd snoop dogg
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 how it is when you fuckin wit me

Don't matter how you come, use all
become tangled when the cutthroat strangles
My hookup, rangers
Better float 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
Hoes steady sangin the gang that we claimin
Yo, it's waniac, the maniac, trip loc won't you that rap

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

2x

[tray
Man I got warrants, bad tax, still sayin 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 the blue khaki suit and my locs on
Swoopin to soopafly, gettin my smoke 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, gettin money off the
Makin but that gangsta shit that niggas lovin
Thuggin at the house party, goin clubbin

2nd

loc]
Let me hear you say pimps, banks,
Let's all get the money then murder these
Cocksuckers, they stop us
Now put up your choppers, in case they rollin wit them coppers
I shut em down, doggpound for bitches
I be seein you with 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 to bag up my bags
I'm saggin so hard I'm up the back of my khakis
I'm tryin to reach my dirty red
But this hoe let me know, which way to go
I'm movin
My chucks only come wit a miles of walkin
miles of runnin smellin funny and I'm gunnin nigga
Doggpound gangsta for life
And we gon party in this all damn night

2x