Luyện nghe bài hát Ride On/Caught Up

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Dope pound gangsta
a real DJ, with a OGA

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

I never ever the law, I just bend it
Keep splendid, that's how I intend it
is in session, you might get suspended, shh
If you don't shut the fuck up and for a minute

been in it for life with two kids and a wife
With no just stress and stripes, so
I'ma do what I and do what I like
But I won't go to sleep my heater at night, ride 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 homies say, on
Yeah, and all the say, ride on

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

Mashin', grey and all day
All night all heated with heaters,
Nine millimeters, Big Nate
I got a bitch that gobble up like steak

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

The homey in whips out the four pound
we get there, we shakin' all motherfucker down
It's I had in mind, let's get paid hit the spot
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 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
Yeah, and all the robbers say, on

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

Is a motherfuckin' football game or a football team or
Niggaz on and shit like they free agents
And just leavin' when they want to nigga this no game
This is a motherfuckin' way of

DPGC, Dogg Pound Gangsta,
The wrong with these niggaz man?
Niggaz be straight tryin' to put little twist down, holla at 'em
But you know we to stay 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 this ain't Hollywood, the of Blues
It's the House so regroup your troops
And tell 'em it's Kurupt and

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

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

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

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