Luyện nghe bài hát Snoopy Track

Uhh, ha, uhh, ha
Uhh, uh-huh-uh-uhhh, uhh,
for my hustlers, uh-huh
And for the bitches,

Yo, yo
This is for my down in Houston on candy paint
All my in the Dirty South, Miami Mayne
All my niggaz in the A-T-L dem bones
All them thugs that send slugs through clothes, holla at me
It's for the black culture, Spanish chicks the sweet chocha
Spanish with the ki's of cocoa

All the haters eat a dick they wanna see you
I hope the stroke ya, the misery is over
All my smokers, I hope the leaf choke ya
Hope never be sober I'ma toast to myself
I hope the get me, spiralin' into a tizzy
So pissy, on the road dizzy

May God protect my soul, angels with me
First do the flow sickly, niggaz is so
The fo'-fo' is like a force field, you get me
I brought some folk me, Brooklyn is loc'n with me
What the

You know, we ride, all day, all
Pop Crist, dice, fuck hoes, for life
You know, we ride, all day, all
Pop Crist, shoot dice, hoes, for life

This is for my chicks that get dough for takin' off clothes
All them money makin' honeys that slide the poles
All my educated who grade is 4.0
All the baby across the globe, aiyyo

I like my women feminine
I like my hoes on "X" Eminem, shit
I like em bow-legged, coke-headed
With a fetish, the drive to go get it
I like toes proper, I like they clothes Prada
I like they shoes Gucci, I like new
I fucked a few groupies, in a few
I got em iceberg shit thought I knew Snoopy

I cop them Roc-a-Wear, my dedicated
They tell me no, the most they said is "Not here"
I got they studded, both wrists baguetted
I got a chick, a mistress, and a young bitch
it I'm the don

You know, we ride, all day, all
Pop Crist, dice, fuck hoes, for life
You know, we ride, all day, all
Pop Crist, dice, fuck hoes, for life

This is for my dice shooters, doin' life
By the time I get this kite to ya, I hope you alright
Who got 'em up? Who got the chicks in the truck?
Too much to sit comfortably, lappin' up
Who shit is big pimpin'? See the different
I drop heavy then I let the four-fifth 'em

I keep rappers to kids, Jigga "Sixth Sense-d" 'em
mention my name and lames in the same sentence
You see I'm so thorough, take on your borough
Be so careful I hear the from the fo'-fo' barrel
Keep the flow Hovah, icy neck, cold
Who is closest to La Costra Nostra?
"The Roc"

You know, we ride, all day, all
Pop Crist, dice, fuck hoes, for life
You know, we ride, all day, all
Pop Crist, dice, fuck hoes, for life
You know, we ride, all day, all
Pop Crist, shoot dice, hoes, for life