Luyện nghe bài hát Still A 'g' Thang

Top dollar with the gold flea
Dippin' in my Impala
(DPG)

Top with the gold flea collar
Dippin' in my Impala
(DPG)

Top dollar with the flea collar
in my blue Impala
(DPG)

Top with the gold flea collar
Dippin' in my blue
(DPG)

like 4 and to the 5 and to the 6 and to the 7
I once was told all Doggs go to Heaven
Well, how ya been? Where ya been and what it like?
My game trump tight especially when it like

Four gettin' crazy
And No is the label that pays me
Ridin' 'round town layin' game down like
And I remember what my showed me

me game recognize game
And true to what ya do and don't be ashamed
I got all my from her sometimes I have to wonder
How I from goin' under, I'm a bad muthafucka

I to my knees, thank God before I do my thang
I don't know why, I love to gang
See life ain't nuthin' but a twist anyway, bitch,
You can say you wanna say

don't get in my way 'cause I'm a mean old
Fiend know, C know and P know, see
We make for the thugs and the bangers
And the bitches, fuck R&B singers

She want a nigga with his khackies hangin' low
In a black rag
Hit it down the street, way
Bangin' that real shit like Al Green

I'm headed to the LB
it, that's what they tell me
Sell me except some bullshit
And it's time for the gunfight nigga pull quick

'Cause ain't butter but us
And nigga you'll get wet up for fuckin' with my
It's outside, nigga grab ya sweater
And that bad bitch you fuckin'
she get ya set up

Top with the gold flea collar
in my blue Impala
(DPG)

Top dollar the gold flea collar
Dippin' in my blue
(DPG)

Boy, you done, put all ya in that hoe
Didn't ya see what to the President Niggaro?
in a tight house, big as the White House
You fucked around and stuck ya
In that white mouth

What you talkin' 'bout? Fool, I'm dirty the South
And to be real, I that's how I'm comin' out
Back on the hoe stroll, pimp patrol
Put ya on ya, girl, nigga let her off parole

Man nigga way with his game
What's his name? Who? Huh!
I'm the capital S, don't fuck stress
N O P D O, muthafuckin' double G

Coldest entertainer, gangbanger Alphonz Capone
Count money Basie police try to chase me
Niggas try to me but you can't
I'm in a tank, I'm blowin' hella dank

So whether ridin' in ya or blowin' on some doe doe
Spread the word and take the fo'
The Don done hooked up with the muthafuckin'
King of the coast with the most here's a

With Snoop is the representer
Through the niggas and G's through the
Through the Calio projects, to Queens
Chi-town woe now, the Dogg in the house

Every time we touch down next to my hometown
D-town, Eastside St.
Spokane, get ya money, man,
Little Rock, next to Houston, Texas

Home of Rap-A-Lot, we to jack a lot
Gimme what ya got, let me get that up out ya,
I got ya for the summertime while it's hot
And got the bitches up in the parkin' lot

And guess what, want the
Nigga with the biggest
A nigga who don't a fuck
See, niggas me, all we see is
Money, power moves, and a bitch a

And but not least my nigga BOZ
love from the N.O, my nigga, feel me, oh, yeah
And my cousin DAZ, forever, nigga
This DPGC, oh, yeah, and Dr. DRE

You where I'm at? Holla at me
Get at me holla at me nigga at a Dogg that's real
Y'all niggas what's happenin'
It's a thang, it's still a G thang

Top dollar the gold flea collar
Dippin' in my blue
(DPG)

Top dollar with the flea collar
Dippin' in my Impala
(DPG)

Top with the gold flea collar
Dippin' in my Impala
(DPG)
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