Luyện nghe bài hát Don't Let Go - Snoop Dogg

Uh.
Yea.
(Don't Let Go)
Life,
(Don't Let Go)

I'm the coldest of the coldest, the of the dopest
The smoothest of the and locest of the locest
The whole world on point for new joint that I just put together
So kindly, and you can find on the with the most lambs
High post, plain coast a bunch thug niggas, drug dealers
Project fools, C-Murder dem tools
I'm bout to make these motherfuckers get up
I draw the line between and mine
And sure you dont get lit up
Hit ha on the fickin set when dip
Dogg mutha Fuckin gangsta crew
Split wigs for a livin thanksgiving
Mutha yall rides, we slides we dippin
the tanks, driven by the colonel Mr. Master P
Lil Silkky, Mystikal, C and me and
Nigga be trippin, you got my lil homie in the cut
That Slim nigga , he known for dippin

(Don't let go)
If you love ta bang
And the rap game is just like the game
The minute you forget it, it you finished
Them know when you aint with it
Thats when get ignent

(Don't let go)
Like a twista, like a twista, get twisted with
It its on, but its off, I keep missin this shit
I'm high but I try to focused wide eye
dead at the chips, I blink, they dip
(Don't let go)
Like a twista like a twista get with this
It seems its on but its off I keep this shit
I'm high but I try to stay wide eye
dead at the chips, I blink, they dip
(Don't Let Go)
It's worth to on for life
for (Don't let go)
Its the hang on (Don't Let Go)
Yea


(Life life)

Check out
I'm the of the hardest
The of the realest
But see I dont nothin but G's ballers and killers
So pardon my G
If yo bitch is seen wit one of my in the clik
You believe she done ate a gangsta dick
And you cant fault my for dat
We a bunch of thug niggas, ex drug dealers
The kind of gangsta ass niggas that your bitch love
Don't so that to urself 'cause I'm a tell you now they plug niggas
slug niggas
Now if yo way out of line
Because when I to Doggy Dogg you better take your time
out on a limb fuckin with Slim
And you dont know that 'cause aint nobody told you that
We need you to em dat (Don't let go)
I'm a pistol strappin car jackin hoe slappin MC
I dont know why all yall bitches is with me
Fuck all my enemies, and chasin cheese with
Circuit tapes with by the 3's in keys
Biggie was too large and Tupac was too
Niggas had homies heat on the street and he got killed
How the fuck did that happen I thought yall was rappin
Shit but in this real world shit, thnags keep crackin
drive bys and kiddnapping
Shit when u head up out the foget the four four
Never leave home out it
Now why dog, everywhere gettin rowdy and bout it
And don't it, real violence aside and dont forget it
Its like I said When you with it niggas get ignent

(Don't let go)
Like a twista, a twista, get twisted with dis
It seems its on but its off I keep this shit
I'm but I try to stay focused wide eye
dead at the chips, I blink, they dip
(Don't let go)

Its to hang on
I try I try
life
(Don't Let Go)
Yea
(Don't Let Go)