Luyện nghe bài hát Eastside Ridaz

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

dressed, I jump up in the mo'nin' tryna find some zest
Psyche, we like the bomb, somebody ring the alarm
And hit the folks at the forum, let my homies off the
I shall see the head in charge
Push, Bush office, dump 'til they get off us
Make them offers, that leave niggas in

Can you feel it, my nigga? I'm 'bout to it my niggas
Sound like guerillas, fo' real'a off gangsta millas
Coke killas, when it comes to off wit me
I was branded in a gang, fuck techniques

Just ride, not a damn lettin' these breathe
Pop peas, push keys, find a stash fo' yo
Is it possible that laws get jealous?
Hell, yeah, they be hatin' on the three fellas

Over dosage of ferocious, West in effect
straight gangsta shit, so you know it's on deck
Hold and respect, cold as it get, wanna test
Kidnap ya wife and ya kids, you get the

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

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 doggs out?

Nate Dogg, Goldie, Snoopy, Tray
Never a ho and run the G A in me
Always got a bitch, but never in the front
the same, who let the mothafuckin' doggs out?

Yeah, it's to get crip'd out crazy
Blast on all you suckas with the away to daily
you shoot that little mothafucka no mo'
That ain't what he said, he hit the chest
Went his heart, came out his elbow

You shouldn't have been that shit bitch boy
Sayin' the thing against the real McCoy
know I was a cold blooded gangsta
If you ain't ridin' wit us fool, we'll ya lata

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

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

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

Fuck wit fools, that never paid us
And try to the homies into traitaz
rags with blue balls, fo' all you hataz
I shoot a out to the killas
Yeah, stealas and raiders

It's D O double G'z
Ain't nobody really fuckin' wit
Who let the mothafuckin' doggs
DoggHouse in ya
We niggas people talkin' about

Who let the doggs out?
betta run and hide, we about to ride
Who let the mothafuckin' doggs
Who let the mothafuckin' out?
Who let them Eastside 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 mothafuckin' open?
Police comin' and we smokin'
you drinkin' on Loc'y, Loc'y?
Doggy wo'gy, got his fo'gy we tokin' on the wo'gy, doggy

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

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

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