Luyện nghe bài hát From Tha Chuuuch to Da Palace

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

Bam, boom, watchoo do 'cuz?
I'm rollin' in with them baby blue chucks
And I still got my creased
I'm still on these 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 Bust-a-Bust
I keep the on deck but in God we trust
And none of yall, fuck wit us

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

Who's the man that dance?
(Snoop Dogg!)
Who the khakis from his pants?
(Snoop Dogg!)
Get the dro' low, anything will
(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 mark-ass
Fuck the police all they 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 Rows to the back
I ain't really tryin' to be
But if you me somethin', it's got to be the sticky

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

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

the man with that dance?
(Snoop Dogg!)
Who kick the khakis 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 running on the
(They on the side?)
Yeah, runnin' on the side

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, they on the side

Take two and pass it, it will not 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, wit my folk and
Follow 'cuz I ain't no jokin'
'Cuz I seen so much
to have your felons touched

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

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

Who's the man with that
(Snoop Dogg!)
Who the khakis from his pants?
(Snoop Dogg!)
Get the dro' low, will 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
is the Archbishop Don Magic Juan
Chairman of the Board, of players everywhere
And Im puttin' it down with Big Snoop Dogg, the
The King Player, my friend, yo
The L.B.C.
Also known, in new Mack-allenium, as Da Boss