Luyện nghe bài hát Lac Dogs & Hogs

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[Chorus 4x - Roots]
(Yes) Oh yes it's them Lac Dogs, Hogs and D.T.S.'s
(Oh yes) It's Lac Dogs, Caddy Hogs and D.T.S.'s

[Verse 1 - Skinny
talkin bout that wood with that custom leather, bangin down I-65
Slaw and but dubs are better, who you think gon' keep it live?
It's Nappy bitch, what have to
Pay attention, learn lesson, yup
We them country with Caddy Hogs and D.T.S.'s, Lac Dogs
What you think that Nappy be broke forever? Shit naw
Hit the and cashin in on old investments
What, you know about them country fried sessions?
Does that Likwit hit in '97 all yo' +Questions+?
Kentucky's on the map now, who you think done directions?
From the top and back down, we rep the to perfection
Don't it look so slum with 55 New York down to Texas?
Hella poor straight from the South and haters must this

[Verse 2 - Ron
(Let me tell you it)
When I first got my baby she could barely
A-hand-me-down from a O.G., all day she stayed in park
Almost never did she
in 1979
And she about a ton
Big ol' built to run
First thing I done, hauled her over, had her hummin G
Underneath her hood, hundreds of powered her ego
Her government was Coup Deville but I called her Miss Piggy
Top her with some (?) and fit her for some (twenties)
Playas hate that I be trickin she's all that I'm love with
So we took her to the edge and it and still "Ball out on a Budget"
Dug in her guts, laced her up with leather and
Together it go good, us country forever stay hood

[Verse 3 - B.
You shove shit that go bump bump bump bump
And ya, shake the off her muh'fucker trunk
When ya, hit the make her muh'fucker jump
Roll your window down, stop, look somethin like a pimp
Roll that window back up, and 'em they reflection and their ultrafade
Then chop on that sucka like Wesley's
Escalade D.T.S., switch it up, keep them haters on toes
Red Rolls, hoes
believe it, when they see them twenty fo's, believe it
My ham and cheese the
Now what I'm bout? I give you three guesses

4 - Big V]
You the wind, don't ya?
You hear the squallin
Kentucky, Colorado, Boston down to New
Big get it done, Dodge Ram preferably
they do run run, they do run run
Black magic, lookin better Wesson fryin a pan of fish
Gangsta like they do in Los Angeles (that's gangsta)
Adjective, what I'm rollin in
Them fellas ain't gon' stop it, we on the road again

[R.
God damn, yes I am, the thriller the skrilla
Got plans, Pac fan 4 my N.I.G.G.A.Z.+
Stop starin, we not
Armor color
Rims nice but thank God our dreams to life
Fast roller, cash up
The mind up
The hold us
Soldiers quick to throw they when I roll up
is quarters
Sell liquor, my rhymes is
Prophet never look this fine I grinded Cola
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