Luyện nghe bài hát Lac Dogs & Hogs

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

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

[Verse 2 - Ron
(Let me tell you it)
When I first got my baby she could start
A-hand-me-down from a real O.G., all day she in park
never did she drive
Born in
And she about a ton
Big ol' body to run
thing I done, hauled her over, had her hummin G notes
Underneath her hood, hundreds of horses her ego
Her government was Coup Deville but I called her Miss Piggy
Top her with some (?) and fit her for twenties (twenties)
Playas hate that I be like she's all that I'm love with
So we her to the edge and shoved it and still "Ball out on a Budget"
Dug in her guts, laced her up with and wood
Together it go good, us boys 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 block her muh'fucker jump
Roll your down, stop, look like somethin like a pimp
Roll that window back up, and show 'em they reflection and ultrafade
Then chop on that like Wesley's +Blade+
Escalade D.T.S., switch it up, keep them on they toes
Red Rolls, hoes
Can't believe it, when they see twenty fo's, believe it
My ham and cheese the
Now what I'm talkin bout? I give you three

4 - Big V]
You feel the wind, ya?
You hear the tires
Kentucky, Colorado, Boston to New Orleans
Big bodies get it done, Dodge Ram
they do run run, they do run run
Black magic, lookin better then fryin a pan of fish
Gangsta leanin like they do in Los (that's gangsta)
Adjective, describin what I'm in
Them country fellas ain't gon' stop it, we on the again

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