Luyện nghe bài hát Ride On/Caught Up

Back by demand
Dope pound feel
a real DJ, with a OGA

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

I've across the whole U.S.A.
Same ol' hoes on days
Just ask my big homeboy Snoop de
Bitch you cute with all that, woop de woop

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

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

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, ride on, get caught up

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

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

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

I never ever 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 fuck up and listen for a

I've been in it for life with two and a wife
With no tattooes just and stripes, so
I'ma do what I feel and do what I
But I won't go to sleep without my at night, ride 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 say, ride on

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

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

She upstate and I don't think
Near a one of bitches is proper, stash the chopper
DPology, D P G but call Snoop
Whattup big homey with the swoop

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

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

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

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

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

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

You done stepped in some Dogg Shit, check shoes
Nigga ain't Hollywood, the House of Blues
It's the Dogg House so your troops
And tell 'em it's Kurupt and

Fuck your crew on I take your Brome
It's Don Corleone in the Chronic
I your dubs into nickels while I'm chillin'
I melt your rhymes into icicles while I'm

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

You know when I was fuckin' with the
It was all bad, thought it was all
A nigga had to take a breather now I'm Single
Like Khadijah 'cause squeeze ya

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