Luyện nghe bài hát Pop Lockin'

Hey yo, Snoop, Xzibit and Dre to be havin'
That bumpin' when I come out there
That's funky Soopafly, Big Dogg
Silkk the ain't No Limit to this
2000 gangsta shit, west west
It's my second home, Snoop 'em what's up

The gangstas bang, do that damn
Me and my nephew, Dogghouse it true
Roll that weed, pass drank
Holla at your nigga, baby your thang

You could shake what you got, get pussy real hot
Jump in the 'gator we could slide to my
keep it on leezy, I know it ain't easy
You bucket breezy

Silkk this cute, thick and all that
(Damn)
Why I, chase the cat if you was me
(Me)
And I was you
(You)
probably floss on a nigga, burnin' rubber in a 52

Most do, and most niggaz do too
In the land it's all about the red and blue
But me I'd rather get the
And out the whole motherfuckin' scenery

Pop in my Rolls Royce, Cadillac
and Mercedes Benz
Pop lockin' at the Howard Johnson, the
Pop lockin' at the Inn

Pop lockin' in my Rolls Royce,
and Mercedes Benz
Pop lockin' at the Howard Johnson, the
Pop with all my friends

that West Coast way we're livin'
(Money, cars, weed, bitches)
It's that West Coast way livin'
(From the to the west)
that West Coast way we're livin'
(Money, cars, weed, bitches)
It's West Coast way we're livin'

Why I, be like that
With them [unverified] tux, draped in all
Takin' back like the pop lockin' gold suits
Bangin' back in the day to get a lil' jucie

Fuck the trus' 'cause we can get out crazy
Blast on all you suckas, went to away 380
Fuck around get up in a dumpster somewhere
'Cause them south side, east side gangstaz care

I won't, fool you don't
(Know you don't)
He fuckin' with no more gangsta than me
Tell him the truth loc, 120 proof outs the sun
Throwin' up the motherfuckin'

Tru Tank fuckin' with Bigg Snoop Dogg
Soopafly to keep them high so could come out there draws
What you player hatin' perpetrator niggaz me mad
So I'm mad off you suckas and my never sag

Pop lockin' in my Royce, Cadillac
Lincoln and Benz
Pop lockin' at the Howard Johnson, the
Pop at the Holiday Inn

Pop lockin' in my Rolls Royce,
and Mercedes Benz
Pop at the Howard Johnson, the Sheraton
Pop lockin' all my friends

It nothin' but a gangsta party, you know who we bring
No Limit and Dogghouse, nothin' but a G thang
You know, we to win
Y'all think money's soft, nah y'all think again

'Cause if ain't about money, why would I bother?
If she ain't keepin' it real, then why would I
'Til she come swim by the crib with the house, come the lake
Eat as much as you want to as as you know
What come with the

On my lap a fo' five, in the trunk, a K
In the P, Snoop, Biggie, Pac, fool just keep up Dre
And the heat I got on me, always gotta ride it
I don't spend money, I spend money 'cause I can, die with it

nigga, huh, get my work on
Host MTV with a Eastsidaz on
Ghetto that, you know how we live
On the east it's 6 feet, on the West three wheels

Pop lockin' in my Rolls Royce,
Lincoln and Benz
Pop lockin' at the Howard Johnson, the
Pop at the Holiday Inn

Pop lockin' in my Rolls Royce,
Lincoln and Benz
Pop lockin' at the Johnson, the Sheraton
Pop with all my friends

Soopafly, No Limit, my nigga Xzibit, Bad Azz, Gang
Doggy's Angels, Pound and Damian Young
Cube, Westside, my nigga Marv, what up
the Shocker baby and Bigg Snoop Dogg, Bow-wow
It's another one of Dogghouse, No Limit, Soopafly
for your ear