Luyện nghe bài hát Eastside Ridaz

You'z a fool fo' dis,
My dogg hi-tek, representin' Cincinnati,
Eastside shit, y'all know how we get
Seven dizzles a wizzle, bigg bow up in the hizzle
Fo' bizzle, here we go again

Freshly dressed, I jump up in the mo'nin' tryna find some
Psyche, we like the bomb, somebody betta ring the
And hit the at the forum, let my homies off the yard
I shall see the head nigga in
Push, Bush outta office, dump 'til get off us
Make them offers, that niggas in coffins

Can you feel it, my I'm 'bout to kill it my niggas
Sound like guerillas, fo' real'a off government millas
killas, when it comes to off mic'n wit me
I was branded in a gang, fuck techniques

Just ride, not a damn these fools breathe
Pop peas, push keys, a stash fo' yo cheese
Is it possible that might get jealous?
Hell, yeah, be hatin' on the three good fellas

Over dosage of ferocious, Coast in effect
Bang straight gangsta shit, so you know it's on
Hold and respect, cold as it get, don't wanna
ya wife and ya kids, you get the message

Insanity, commanded me to savagely
Suffer casualties, challenge me, I handle it
No talkin', C walkin', we the block off
Lettin' the glock off and up Dogg house

West niggas and we all in yo house
Gang bang niggas we gon' turn bitch out
Eastside and we all in yo mouth
Dogg Gang, who let the mothafuckin' doggs out?

Nate Dogg, Goldie, Snoopy, Deee
loved a ho and run the G A in me
Always got a bitch, but never in the seat
Still the same, who let the mothafuckin' doggs

Yeah, about to get crip'd out crazy
Blast on all you suckas the throw away to daily
Don't you shoot little mothafucka no mo'
That ain't what he said, he hit the chest
through his heart, came out his elbow

You shouldn't have been talkin' that bitch boy
Sayin' the wrong thing against the real
Didn't know I was a blooded gangsta
If you ridin' wit us fool, we'll catch ya lata

We exploded, reloaded and it up
shots to the crowed like a loaded pump
Keep this mothafucka jumpin' 'til they it up
Then we dippin' wit a sip and some hoes to

late, the hard way, ain't no bustas here
So you can only get it once a year
Eastsidaz, the ridaz, change the game
And let you know from here go, we came to bang

Put me on a if you dare and I doubt you
Ever see someone here, who gave a fuck you?
Niggas on the streets gon' keep talkin' shit you
As long as you clap fool, it's than 'bout too

Fuck wit fools, ain't never paid us
And try to turn the into traitaz
rags with blue balls, fo' all you hataz
I shoot a out to the killas
Yeah, them stealas and

them D O double G'z
Ain't really fuckin' wit deez
Who let the mothafuckin' doggs
DoggHouse in ya
We them people talkin' about

Who let the mothafuckin' doggs
Niggas betta run and hide, we about to
Who let the mothafuckin' out?
Who let the mothafuckin' out?
Who let Eastside ridaz out?

Now all the locs and
Who roll in big balls, say, chips,
And all the wit extensions
In well fed conditions, you bitch, you

Hey, who let the gate open?
Police comin' and we smokin'
What you on Loc'y, Loc'y?
Doggy wo'gy, got his fo'gy while we on the wo'gy, doggy

Say mothafucka, woof, mothafucka
Mighty his ass, take his block fo' the hustlas
Post up, make about a a month
Hittin' bloods, switchin'

West Coast niggas and we all in yo
Gang bang niggas, we turn this bitch out
ridaz and we all in yo mouth
Dogg Pound Gang who let the mothafuckin' out?

Dogg, Goldie, Snoopy, Tray Deee
Never a ho and run the G A in me
Always got a bitch, but in the front seat
Still the same, wh let the mothafuckin' out?