Luyện nghe bài hát Powder On My Clothes

Powder on my
Always in the kitchen with pots on the
By next summer I will have a Rover
My money, it and it grows and it grows and it grows and it grows

Powder on my
Always in the kitchen with pots on the
By next I will have a Range Rover
My money, it grows and it grows and it and it grows and it grows

Bitch
Lemme show y'all I'm great at
East Side Long Beach, nigga they say that?
Spray that, old school like an ADAT
Doggie you weigh that, homie don't play that
More fresh
Scram, blood, blam on your chowder
Easy easy show you how to
Flip a in half, stuff it in the chicken bag
Another hundred smiling with my crippin' ass
it up and go, I let it marinate
I came back to the city, to share the cake
Lil' ready, y'all lock and load
Beast in the crippin' kitchen

Powder on my
Always in the kitchen with pots on the
By summer I will have a Range Rover
My money, it and it grows and it grows and it grows and it grows

on my clothes
Always in the kitchen with on the stove
By next summer I will have a Rover
My money, it grows and it grows and it grows and it grows and it

1989, I was on the grind getting mine
6-1 block, East Side was the
I had to have heart, couldn't punk out
You was training boys in the hood, you jumped out
Scary ass busta, I get money the hustlas
The Rugers, the streets, the 6-0's, the 8 Trey Gangstas
Popped at Piru's and I and I choose 'cause I paid my dues
Squeezing on these foo's, but back to the 'cause my homie need a new pair of shoes
made, close call
This is the and time of the homie big Snoop Dogg

Powder on my
Always in the kitchen with on the stove
By next summer I will a Range Rover
My money, it grows and it grows and it grows and it and it grows

on my clothes
Always in the kitchen with pots on the
By next summer I have a Range Rover
My money, it and it grows and it grows and it grows and it grows

So much weight up in the bag when you carry it, it break a shoulder
Bitch I put the cocaina back in cola
Local distribution best make sure you the cargo's
It's Godfather Bustarhymo, General Nargos
I stash this and coca in congos
I even ship the coke in instruments, 'em in bongos
We getting like out of this cosmos
Pushing white down the 405 like OJ in the
We money, purchase diamonds straight out of the Congo
From cutting with my Colombian connect Alonzo
Pass the weed and let me a fronto
Bitch brush this powder off my clothes and do it pronto

on my clothes
Always in the kitchen pots on the stove
By summer I will have a Range Rover
My money, it grows and it grows and it and it grows and it grows

on my clothes
Always in the kitchen pots on the stove
By summer I will have a Range Rover
My money, it and it grows and it grows and it grows and it grows