Luyện nghe bài hát Hoes, Money, And Clout

Dogg
Don Colion, whatever, whatever, Dogg Pound, East
Don Colion, whatever, whatever, Dogg Pound, East
Don Colion, whatever, whatever, Dogg Pound, East
Whatever,

For all my homies the eight tray wigs
And all the in the '79 Coupes
For all of my gang in tha hoppin' '68
one's from me to you

Not the Under Dogg, me the Wonder Dogg
I keep it crackin' while I'm stackin' in this called rappin'
Now, I kick up my feet I kick a rhyme to a beat
And every time you see me on the streets, I gots heat
Hell, yeah, pass the beat

And everybody wanna know up with me and Master P
For your concern, you knew there no gimmick
I got into some gangsta shit and told you want No Limit
To the thangs I'm gon' do, now it's really goin' with the DPGC

Well, Daz did the beat and Kurupt got the
And Tray Dee, he laid the and Supafly played the keys
It get no realer this
From the LB to the Down South, add more killers to

Entourage, South, West, oh yes, we in
And we'll pull your cards, no or disregards
Life in the big LB is gettin' hard, so my gon' mob and drop bombs
me along, we causin' everybody harm

I ya scream, I make ya shout
C'mon, all you people, let me turn ya out
you know I'm all about, the hoes, money and clout
And I rock a Long Beach City all the way South

I make ya scream, I make ya
C'mon, all you partyin' people, let me ya out
you know I'm all about, the hoes, money and clout
And I rock a Long Beach City all the way down

Can you me? I can dig it
Hoes, take me to the

Snoop Dogg, Snoop
Dogg, Snoop Dogg
Snoop Dogg, Snoop
Dogg, Snoop Dogg

Whether in a Khaki suit or a stripe
I'm a G for G and nuttin' else for
You can bet bottom biscuit
You get if you dwellin' in my felon intuition

Tha Doggfather is a name
From basketball to alcohol, everybody love the
I'm Billy King, probably got a Doggystyle tape
Somewhere in his briefcase

Newsweek, Rolling Stone, magazines
Dope fiends, prom queens, we too
a look, you ain't ever seen
One hip hop rap star drop West Coast rap-cord

Back to the up top
Hills for real, give it up to him
A who with diamond
Take a hit with big Lajeezy he found some wheezy

blue Colion playin' in the background
On and on, line with big style
Hitting P, LIG, him let it go
strong, no longer in the roll

Just a few names the respected files
LBC styles, DPG ale
I bought a with a lake in the back
My big home stack like that

I ya scream, I make ya shout
C'mon, all you partyin' people, let me ya out
'Cuz you know I'm all about, the hoes, money and
And I rock a Long Beach all the way down South

I make ya scream, I make ya
C'mon, all you people, let me turn ya out
'Cuz you I'm all about, the hoes, money and clout