Luyện nghe bài hát Lac Dogs & Hogs

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

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

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

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

4 - Big V]
You the wind, don't ya?
You hear the tires
Kentucky, Colorado, Boston down to New
Big get it done, Dodge Ram preferably
Cause do run run, they do run run
Black magic, better then Wesson fryin a pan of fish
Gangsta leanin they do in Los Angeles (that's gangsta)
Adjective, describin what I'm in
Them country fellas ain't 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.+
starin, we not playin
Armor kryptonite
Rims nice but thank God our dreams came to
roller, cash swoll up
The mold up
The crowd us
Soldiers quick to they rags when I roll up
is quarters
Sell liquor, my is colder
Prophet never look this fine I grinded Cola
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