Luyện nghe bài hát From Tha Chuuuch to Da Palace

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

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

It's the SN, double OP and biggest of 'em all
And you'se a
And since I got to drop it for you, I guess I must
And give it to you fuckas like Bust-a-Bust
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'
These are contagious, just like Ron Isley
(What the hell is on? Someone's sleepin' in my home)
Snoop to the DO, G
Get in where you fit in, me

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

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

But I'm still in Macks, makin' 'em G stacks
And got Corn Rows to the back
I ain't really tryin' to be
But if you give me somethin', it's got to be the

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

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

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

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

14 inch rims is runnin' on the side
(They on the side?)
Yeah, they runnin' on the
Three 14 rims is runnin' on the side
(They on the side?)
Yeah, runnin' 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 no jokin'
I done seen so much
Enuff to have your touched

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

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

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

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