Luyện nghe bài hát Gz And Hustlas

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

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

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

How many hoes in your motherfucking
Want to 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, to show you where it's at
my hoes on my side, and my strap on my back
Papers I daily, and Death Row is still the label that pays me
But you how that goes
We flow toe for toe, if you on the Row
Fuck you and hoe, really doe, so check it
Snoop Doggy Dogg on the solo tip
Still grip, and really don't give a shit
About nothing at all, just my Doggs, stepping the fog
And I'm still fade em all
With the shit that keeps ya hanging
How many hoes in ninety-four I be banging?
Every single one, to get the job
As I dip, skip, flip, right to two one
Where the sun be and I be ryhming
It's me, D-O-double-G, and I'm climbing

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
This is for the now back 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 together set
A with a grip of that gangsta shit
With the hoes on my motherfucking dick
And the Compton niggas all about to set
Swing it back, bring it back, like this
And if you with my shit, then blaze up another
And keep the motherfucking blunt in pocket loc
'cause Doggy Dogg is all about the zig zag
See a West coast thing, where I'm from
And if you want some, get some, bad enough, some
But the gun by my side
it represents me and the motherfucking East Side
So bow to the bow wow, cause bow wow
Yippie yo, you see my flow
My shit is dope, original, now you
And can't no hood fuck Death Rizzow

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