Luyện nghe bài hát Still A G Thang

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

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

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

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

like 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 been and what it like?
My trump tight especially when it bump like

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

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

I fall to my knees, thank God I do my thang
I don't know why, I love to bang
See life ain't nuthin' but a anyway, bitch, anyway
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 with his khackies hangin' real low
In a black rag
Hit it down the street, way
Bangin' real shit nigga like Al Green

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

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

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

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

Boy, you done, put all ya trust in hoe
ya see what happened to the President Niggaro?
Livin' in a tight house, big as the White
You around and stuck ya dick
In white bitch mouth

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

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

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

So whether ridin' in ya lo-lo or on some doe doe
Spread the word and 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 Calio projects, to Queens
woe now, the Dogg Pound in the house

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

Home of Rap-A-Lot, we like to a lot
Gimme 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 the biggest nuts
A nigga who don't give a
See, like me, all we see is
Money, power moves, and a bitch a

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

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

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

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

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