Luyện nghe bài hát Ride On/Caught Up

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Dope pound feel
a real DJ, with a OGA

A bitch is a bitch, she poor or rich
She gettin' a gang of dicks
It don't what you do or say
bitch you can't change my feelin's no way

I've been across the U.S.A.
Same ol' on different days
ask my big homeboy Snoop de Snoop
Bitch you ain't cute with all that, de woop

I might just rock ya, I ain't afraid to
I might rock a fella Dame and dash
Grip the heater and slap ass
it back, automatic clap your ass

Now this is how a gangster out
The homies in the Coupe, me and in the glass house
Bouncin', bouncin', bouncin',
Blaze up a whole ounce and get the ramen the cotton candy

Yeah, and all my niggaz say, ride on, on
Yeah, and all the say, ride on
Yeah, and all the bitches say, on
Yeah, and all the robbers say, ride on, get caught up

Yeah, and all my say, ride on, ride on
Yeah, and all the say, ride on
Yeah, and all the bitches say, on

I'm out to paper count the paper bump some bitches and
I a trip with my click on a three day cruise
Spank the in the fo', sittin' low gettin' low
Now we headed to the sto' in the fo', holler

Top with the gold flea collar dippin' in my blue Impala
They say Snoop Dogg is a fool he got the bitches
And the little homey sellin' up outta high school

I never break the law, I just bend it
everythin' splendid, that's how I intend it
Class is in session, you get suspended, shh
If you don't shut the up and listen for a minute

I've been in it for life two kids and a wife
With no just stress and stripes, so
I'ma do what I and do what I like
But I go to sleep without my heater at night, ride on

Yeah, and all my say, ride on, ride on
Yeah, and all the say, ride on
Yeah, and all the bitches say, on
Yeah, and all the say, ride on, can't get caught up

Yeah, and all my say, ride on, ride on
Yeah, and all the say, ride on
Yeah, and all the bitches say, on

Nigga gimme evrything you got, from hat
To contacts, T-shirt to your socks
Dogg Pound affiliate, Hell naw
Certified branded Paul nigga

Mashin', and blue all day
All night all with heaters, Mac-11's
Nine millimeters, Big Nate
I got a bitch that gobble up dicks steak

She lives upstate and I think
Near a one of bitches is proper, stash the chopper
DPology, D P G but first call
Whattup big homey with the swoop

The homey jumps in out the four pound
we get there, we shakin' all motherfucker down
It's what I had in mind, let's get paid hit the
Just a raid one of the homies got a gauge, come on

Yeah, and all my niggaz say, on, ride on
Yeah, and all the say, ride on
Yeah, and all the say, ride on
Yeah, and all the say, ride on, can't get caught up

Yeah, and all my niggaz say, on, ride on
Yeah, and all the homies say, on
Yeah, and all the bitches say, on
Yeah, and all the robbers say, on

Let me holler at for a minute man
I mean this is gettin' real deep
We got niggaz be misrepresentin'
I mean, motherfuckers you know thinkin' DPG

Is a football game or a football team or somethin'
Niggaz walkin' on and like they free agents
And just leavin' when they want to nigga this ain't no
This is a motherfuckin' way of

DPGC, Dogg Pound Gangsta,
The fuck with these niggaz man?
be straight tryin' to put they little twist down, holla at 'em
But you know we tryin' to two steps
Ahead of the baby, y'know?
Let me holler at for a minute, especially you

You done stepped in some Dogg Shit, your shoes
Nigga this Hollywood, the House of Blues
It's the Dogg House so regroup your
And tell 'em it's and Snoop

your crew it's on I take your Brome
It's Don in the Chronic zone
I turn your dubs into while I'm chillin'
I melt your rhymes into while I'm killin'

'em, I tell 'em, Kurupt, what's up?
I you feel like givin' it up
We stop, won't stop, what for
'Cause every other day another tryin' to pull a dulo

You know when I was fuckin' the hood
It was all bad, thought it was all
A had to take a breather now I'm Living Single
Like Khadijah they'll squeeze ya

Fuck a fish, I put my dick in your bitch
And a wish, ha hah
Nigga that's gangsta shit the gangsta twist
Yeah, Pound gangsta