Luyện nghe bài hát Still A G Thang

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

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

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

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

It's 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? Where ya and what it look like?
My game trump tight when it bump like

Four gettin' crazy
And No Limit is the label pays me
Ridin' 'round town layin' game like Goldie
And I what my momma showed me

me game recognize game
And stay to what ya do and don't be ashamed
I got all my game from her I have to wonder
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 life ain't nuthin' but a twist anyway, bitch,
You can say what you say

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

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

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

'Cause nothin' butter but us
And nigga get wet up for fuckin' 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 gold flea
Dippin' in my Impala
(DPG)

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

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

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

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, double G

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

So ridin' in ya lo-lo or blowin' on some doe doe
Spread the word and take the fo'
The Last Don done hooked up with the
King of the coast with the most a toast

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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