Luyện nghe bài hát Still A 'g' Thang

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

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

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

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

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

Four DPG's crazy
And No Limit is the label pays me
Ridin' town layin' game down like Goldie
And I remember my momma showed me

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

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

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

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

I'm straight to the LB
Forget it, that's what tell me
me everythang 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 with my cheddar
It's outside, nigga grab ya sweater
And that bad bitch you fuckin'
she get ya set up

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

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

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

What you talkin' 'bout? Fool, I'm like 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 way cold with his game
his muthafuckin' name? Who? Huh!
I'm the capital S, don't fuck with
N double O P D O, muthafuckin' G

Coldest entertainer, since Alphonz Capone
Count like Basie police try to chase me
Niggas try to replace me but you
I'm ridin' in a tank, I'm blowin' hella

So whether ridin' in ya lo-lo or on some doe doe
Spread the word and the fo' door
The Last Don done up with the muthafuckin'
King of the with the most here's a toast

With Snoop Dogg is the
the niggas and G's through the LBC's
Through the projects, Brooklyn to Queens
Chi-town woe now, the Dogg Pound in the

Every time we touch down right next to my
D-town, St. Louie
Spokane, get ya money, man,
Rock, right 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 posted up in the parkin' lot

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

And last but not my nigga BOZ
Much love from the N.O, my nigga, feel me, oh,
And my little cousin DAZ, forever,
DPGC, oh, yeah, and Dr. DRE [Incomprehensible]

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

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

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

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