Luyện nghe bài hát Pimp Slapp'd

W-Balls, it's your main man DJ E-Z
About to unleash one of those platinum plus hits
And the word is on the streets, and the word is the
We go to a live remote, licking wit my main man Mr Doggy Dogg

A day in the life, of a 20 Crip
I'm just a stuburn type of fella a head like a brick
And because I sip Moet, they say that I'm hopeless
But I don't give a fuck, so it on the loc'ness

Now this is how we do it we checking the grip
Snoop Dogg is in bitch, so don't even trip
I bust a funky that's smooth as a prism
So check it as I kick off in this funky ass

It's six dub, the phone is ringing off the
And some homies talking about I disrespected they set
Aww nah, Dogg ain't this
I got couple up off of Crenshaw

is about me and Simon, not me and y'all
I got love for a bunch of real
Like K-Dub, Top Cat, B-Reel, E-Rock, Boo-Lay
And the homie rest in peace

Big Jay from Cappinella
He used to blaze with his nephew after
On and on, rocking big bone
Mausberg, I had to put you on my

so real, I had to show some love
Now to this scrub
It about Crip or Blood
It's about you jealous of what I does

'Cos I it the most
The king of the coast in the paint playin'
I you down like Shaq-Daddy
And bust on ya out the new

And skirt up, bust ya
I'm not Xzibit, you can't pull my hoe
I all your groupies
When you was time in Camp Snoopy

With the fags and snitches, no just bitches
And you was payin' niggaz off all my riches
You so hardco', why you go to level fo'?
Oh I
(Bitch!)

But I walk the mainline everytime I go
You can check my G I do it L.B.C. style
I got the on your Simon
You need to start rhymin'

'Cos you the biggest star on your
And them niggaz just crumbs off my table
You're not able, to compete the heat that I drop
And I still ain't been paid, for on a cop
I started yo' shit and I will end yo'
If you keep shit on Crip

It all boils down to the fact that you're jealous of my paper
(Jealous ass nigga)
It all boils down to the fact that jealous of my paper stack
(Gon' get slapped)
It all boils down to the fact that you're of my paper stack
(Jealous ass nigga)
It all boils down to the that you're jealous of my paper stack
(Gon' get slapped)

Money, I get it, I got it
Heaters, I keep 'em, I got 'em
Money, I get it, I got it
Heaters, I 'em, bitches I got 'em

If I shoot you, I'll be brainless, and be famous
And I'll be spending money out the
Your only gain is to try to get me to down to your level
Man you worser than

Alotta niggas should've said it, 'em
But I'ma say it for 'em, stop it, pop it, and play it for 'em
This nigga's a bitch his wife
Suge Knight's a bitch, and that's on my

And I'ma let the world see
you fucked up the industry, and that's on me
We can go up, nigga, set it up
Or we can do the other thing, I to wet it up

You rappers and artists, 'em, shut it up
'Cos I'll fuck last one of 'em up, especially Kurupt
See that's my lil homeboy, so he knows up
He keep it crippin', and slip his clip in

'Cos niggas trippin', this is official business
Do the same way, leave no
This is unexpected diss directed, sprayed, covered and protected
Strip you butt naked, chicky, check, it

It's all to the again
You can catch Snoopy Dibby Double in the hood
Spinning that real times, spitting real shit
To make the whole feel it
So put the bacon in the skillet, and try to it
Doggystyle Records is the realest, nigga

It all boils down to the fact that you're jealous of my stack
(Jealous ass nigga)
It all boils down to the fact you're jealous of my paper stack
(Gon' get slapped)
It all boils down to the fact that you're of my paper stack
(Jealous ass nigga)
It all boils down to the fact that jealous of my paper stack
(Gon' get slapped)

Money, I get it, I got it
Heaters, I 'em, bitches I got 'em
Money, I get it, I got it
Jealous ass