Luyện nghe bài hát From Tha Chuuuch to Da Palace

Fa dizzle, it's the big neptizzle
With the Snoopy DO 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 do 'cuz?
Guess I'm rollin' in with them blue chucks
And I got my khakis creased
I'm still rockin' on these
And got a bad rep on the

It's the SN, OP and biggest Dogg of 'em all
And a flea
And since I got time to drop it for you, I I must
And give it to you mother fuckas like
I the heat on deck but in God we trust
And can't none of yall, wit us

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

Who's the man with that
(Snoop Dogg!)
Who the khakis from his pants?
(Snoop Dogg!)
Get the dro' low, anything will
(Snoop Dogg!)
rock the gin 'n juice 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 'cuz all wanna do is cuff us
The one nigga is as if his name was Usher

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

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

This we ain't fuck wit thousands
We clean millions and we fly as a Falcon
Pull up to the Doggy Dogg pound, a car fulla bitches
Fuckin' grits Alice

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

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

Three 14 inch rims is 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, runnin' on the side

Take two and pass it, it not burn you
From the Long Beach to the Wall Street Journal
They all the G with the cut in his coupe
Ask Bill
(Yeah, I know the Snoop)

Yeah, I'm still loaded, hangin' wit my and
Follow 'cuz I ain't no jokin'
I done seen so much
Enuff to your felons touched

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

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

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

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