Luyện nghe bài hát Freestyle Conversation

Intro: (Snoop with homey)

Homey: Ai Dogg, let me holla man
Wuz up home?
Homey: is on the streets
Your beats gone be delicate since Dre did shake the out,
man.
Delicate? Beats?
So that's makes me now?
Man, I don't give a about no beat

(Now let me shake shit man)
(I ya Dogg)
(It's a cold, thing!)
(It's a thing!)
(For real, hmm!)

I got more niggas tryin to get at me the President do sometimes
Niggas be to get at me cos I be droppin funky rhymes
What the fuck is goin on? This rap is made to make money
You niggas is taking the shit outta hand, way too funny
Doin too much, y'know I see it from the
What the fuck's goin on wit you niggas, tryin to play a low pro
And tryin ta be and tryin ta be big willies or whatever they call it
I guess it's time for me to act like an alcoholic
And step to the game, I'm a stumble in like I don't
And if a nigga say somethin wrong, I'm takin off the get-go
I ain't givin no room to try to get me
Cos I done been bombed on before and I'ma you, man, that's the worst
Fifth in the world, but I'ma my thang together
Cos I'ma keep makin and hope everything is still together
Havin papers, man, now what niggas doin?
All y'all on the corner, drinkin your drink, wanna be doin what I'm

But don't get mad and don't be to play-hate
Cos, uhh, takin trips around to state
Representin, uhh, what wanna represent
But can't represent it cos y'all got no dollars, no cents
I'm on, groovin on and I'm movin
Makin more moves the average Cuban
ta get G's across the town, tryin ta make more hits
And tryin ta get my tight and get at your bitch
Now if she wants to get with this, she gone holla at a player, do'
Cos she know that Snoop Dogg is got that Rolls Royce
And she wants to jump in, a friend
Cos everything is alphabet, come on in
Come on in and a friend and you can come on back
Cos when you do, we gone be sippin on some
It's on me, I'm feelin good
Cos I'ma do mines and I'ma keep tight
I ain't lettin leak cos if thangs leak, then I'm get caught
And I can't get cos you know how they do it about that child support
Shit, bitches is cold on a nigga who got his game tight
Gettin 18-point-5 percent, half your
Shit, I my baby boy and all
But I ain't be payin no bitch, no no, no way Dogg
I'm too slick on my toes, I'm too
I'm guaranteed to get away from some shit like dat, ain't right
Cos, uhh, you play in this game you got to be the real player
You can't be no fake ass nigga talkin about you be the man
Cos if you ain't with the game, the game ain't be wit you
And I can put that on everything you

(Snoop talking)

One of every five black males the year 2000 will be detained or

No justice, no
the truth hurts, we scared to go to church

Look here, but don't cut it, five points
Step back for a second, I'm less than five to this joint
Hmm, if this is the niggas gonna blow up like Atlanta at the Olympics
Niggas be trippin but I'll be
I be trippin off no nigga at all, no bitches
Just tryin to get money, I don't be trippin off no switches
I used to like low-riders but now I like
I put it down wit me and make a hit maker,
I love the Lakers now cos now got Shaq O'Neal
It's to make a million dollars and that's for real
See we gone blow up and show up and throw up nuttin but Dogg
Give it to ya ta put it down and we'll be round to town
So just sit in your seats and wait til we come
we do just keep smokin grey and blue
Or whatever you do just true to what you do
Cos we gone keep doin the fuck we got to do
Now, me now and listen to the instructions
Cos the game's gonna get deep now, niggas is ta creep
Tryin ta get up on game but they don't wanna be with the PG
All of a sudden wanna dis DP
Now, we look like?
y'all diss us, that ain't right
I should get upset but I'ma composed
Chill for a second, at some hos
Drinkin my drink, smokin my
Countin my bank, uhh that shit
Stanky bank is what I got cos keep it
And nah ain't no motherfuckin secret

(Snoop talking)

Yeah, in drought season
Niggas lookin for a
It's thanksgiving without the feast
Yeah the truth hurts, we're scared to go to

They got me from my life, I'm jumpin gates
got dogs on my ass, but I'm a Dogg
So I how to alert and get wit dat shit
The dog run up on me I him a cold
Like back up off me
He turn and bite the police, hmm
recognise Snoop Dogg too cold, I'm on my toes
I slide in the back of a garage, with this ho
run right past me, ask me "Have I seen the suspect?"
"Yeah, he went way", now for the jack