Luyện nghe bài hát Still A 'g' Thang

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

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

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

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

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

DPG's gettin' 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 game game
And stay true to what ya do and be ashamed
I got all my game from her sometimes I have to
How I keep from goin' under, I'm a bad

I fall to my knees, God before I do my thang
I don't know why, I love to bang
See ain't nuthin' but a twist anyway, bitch, anyway
You can say what you say

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

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

I'm straight to the LB
Forget it, what they tell me
Sell me everythang except some
And when it's time for the gunfight nigga pull

'Cause nothin' butter but us
And nigga you'll get wet up for fuckin' with my
It's cold outside, nigga grab ya
And bad bitch you fuckin' with
she get ya set up

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

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

Boy, you done, put all ya in that hoe
Didn't ya see what happened to the President
Livin' in a house, big as the White House
You around and stuck ya dick
In that bitch mouth

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

Man nigga way with his game
What's his muthafuckin' Who? Huh!
I'm the capital S, fuck with stress
N double O P D O, muthafuckin' G

entertainer, gangbanger 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' dank

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

With Snoop Dogg is the
Through the niggas and G's the LBC's
Through the projects, Brooklyn to Queens
woe now, the Dogg Pound 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 like to a lot
Gimme what ya got, let me get that up out ya,
I got ya somethin' for the while it's hot
And got the posted up in the parkin' lot

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

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

You know I'm at? Holla at me
Get at me holla at me holla at a Dogg that's real
niggas know what's happenin'
It's still a thang, still a G thang

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

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

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