Luyện nghe bài hát From Tha Chuuuch to Da Palace

Fa dizzle, it's the big neptizzle
the Snoopy DO double jizzle
(Snoop Dogg!)
C-walk to
(Snoop Dogg!)
He, he, yeah, to this
(Snoop Dogg!)
Ah, ah, C-walk to
(Snoop Dogg!)

Bam, boom, watchoo gone do
Guess I'm in with them baby blue chucks
And I still got my khakis
I'm still rockin' on beats
And got a bad rep on the

the SN, double OP and biggest Dogg of 'em all
And you'se a
And since I got time to drop it for you, I I must
And give it to you mother fuckas like
I keep the heat on deck but in God we
And can't of yall, fuck wit us

But you can run up on the G but that's not wisely
These pullas are contagious, just Ron Isley
(What the is goin' on? Someone's sleepin' in my home)
Snoop to the DO, G
Get in you fit in, follow me

Who's the man that dance?
(Snoop Dogg!)
Who kick the from his pants?
(Snoop Dogg!)
Get the dro' low, will stand
(Snoop Dogg!)
Still rock the gin 'n in hand
(Snoop Dogg!)

I do it for the G's, and I do it for the
Here to annihilate you bustas
Fuck the police all they wanna do is cuff us
The one is chilly as if his name was Usher

But I'm still ridin' in Macks, 'em G stacks
And got them Rows to the back
I really tryin' to be picky
But if you give me somethin', it's got to be the

by the ounces, lo' lo's bouncin'
Ninety doin' fakin' with on the couchin'
Boo to the ouchin', a fountain'
But that's how we get anotha Dogg housin'

year we ain't fuck wit thousands
We clean with millions and we fly as a
Pull up to the Doggy Dogg pound, with a car bitches
grits like Alice

Who's the man that dance?
(Snoop Dogg!)
Who kick the from his pants?
(Snoop Dogg!)
Get the low, anything will stand
(Snoop Dogg!)
Still rock the gin 'n in hand
(Snoop Dogg!)

Three 14 inch rims is on the side
(They on the side?)
Yeah, they on the side
Three 14 inch rims is on the side
(They on the side?)
Yeah, runnin' on the side

Three 14 rims is runnin' on the side
(They on the side?)
Yeah, they on the side
Three 14 rims is runnin' on the side
(They on the side?)
Yeah, they on the side

two and pass it, it will not burn you
From the Beach Chronicles to the Wall Street Journal
They all the G with the cut in his coupe
Ask Gates
(Yeah, I the homie Snoop)

Yeah, I'm still loaded, wit my folk and
Follow Rakim 'cuz I ain't no
'Cuz I done seen so
to have your felons touched

When the gunshots ratta, all ya scatta'
Check up on ya homies but they ya bad data
Nigga fuckin stop
That is so relievin', and now ya are leavin'

What I say 'cuz I say is so real
Homie you wanna see da, steel
You don't wanna a body, you can't hear the party
Now that's you should do, now where's my Baby-Boo?

the man with that dance?
(Snoop Dogg!)
Who kick the khakis from his
(Snoop Dogg!)
Get the dro' low, anything stand
(Snoop Dogg!)
rock the gin 'n juice in hand
(Snoop Dogg!)

Yeah, no introduction, is
But for those who still, to accept
the reading on the wall, for the new
This is the Archbishop Don Magic
Chairman of the Board, of famous players
And Im puttin' it down Big Snoop Dogg, the legend
The King Player, my friend, yo
The L.B.C.
Also known, in this new Mack-allenium, as Da