Luyện nghe bài hát Gz And Hustlas

This is for the Gz, and this is for the
is for the hustlas, now back to the Gz
This is for the Gz, and is for the Hustlas
This is for the hustlas now to the Gz

Freeze, at ease, now let me drop some more of them
It's 19-9-tre so let me just
It's Snoop Dogg, I'm on the mic, I'm back Dr. Dre
But this time I'ma hit yo' ass with a
To motherfuckers in a daze, fucked up
So sit relax new jacks get smacked
It's Snoop Doggy Dogg I'm at the top of the
I don't lack for a second, and I'm checking
The dopest motherfucker that ya hearing on the
me, ya see, S-N-double-O-P
D-O-double-G-why, the
I'm fly as a falcon, soaring the sky
And I'm high till I dizzie,
So check it, I get busy, I make head dizzy
I up your mouth like I was Dizzy Gillespie
I'm crazy, you phase me
I'm the S oh yes, I'm fresh, I don't with the stress
I'm all about the chronic, ya see
single day, chilling with the D-O-double-G's
P-O-you-N-D that's my clique, my
Ya with us, we gots to fuck you up
I ya knew, but yet and still
Ya to get real, now it's time to peel, ya say chill
And feel, the realism
Doggy Dogg is on the mic I'm hitting hard as steel nigga

This is for the Gz, and is for the Hustlas
This is for the hustlas, now to the Gz
This is for the Gz, and this is for the
is for the hustlas now back to the Gz

How many hoes in motherfucking group
to take a ride in my 7-8 Coupe, DeVille
Chill, as I you on a trip
Where them niggas ride, and slide, you know about the East
Niggas like myself, here to you where it's at
With my hoes on my side, and my strap on my
Papers I stack daily, and Death Row is still the label that me
But you how that goes
We flow toe for toe, if you on the Row
Fuck you and your hoe, really doe, so it
It's Snoop Doggy on the solo tip
Still clocking grip, and really don't give a
About nothing at all, my Doggs, stepping through the fog
And I'm still fade em all
With the gangsta that keeps ya hanging
How many hoes in ninety-four I be banging?
single one, to get the job done
As I dip, skip, flip, right to two one
Where the sun be shining and I be
me, Snoop D-O-double-G, and I'm climbing

This is for the Gz, and is for the Hustlas
is for the hustlas, now back to the Gz
This is for the Gz, and is for the Hustlas
This is for the hustlas now to the Gz

I come through the fog with my sagging Dukes
East Side, Long Beach, in a 7-8 DeBille
I'm with the G Funk, bumping in my shit and it don't quit
So drop it on the one motherfucker put that set
A with a grip of that gangsta shit
With the Eastside on my motherfucking dick
And the niggas all about to set trip
Swing it back, it back, just like this
And if you with my shit, then blaze up another
And the motherfucking blunt in your pocket loc
'cause Dogg is all about the zig zag smoke
See it's a West coast thing, where I'm
And if you want some, get some, bad enough, some
But watch the gun by my
Because it represents me and the East Side
So bow to the bow wow, cause bow wow
yo, you can't see my flow
My is dope, original, now you know
And no hood fuck with Death Rizzow

This is for the Gz, and is for the Hustlas
is for the hustlas, now back to the Gz
This is for the Gz, and is for the Hustlas
This is for the hustlas now to the Gz