Luyện nghe bài hát Stoplight

How could you capture the world?
If you don't from the back
To the million
Yo, Donna, what?

When I pull up to the stoplight, I have a paper right
If you come back right we can boog it
When I up to the stoplight, I gotta have a paper right
If you back right then we can boog it

Boggy, boggy, boogy, I'm 65, 75, 80
down the boulevard downtown movin' like crazy
In the fastlane, I've been shinin' tryna the timin' on the track
With the diamond in the

Move wide open, scopin', lockin'
The bitches relieve, the keep hopin'
They can get it, fit in, seat, just sit in
Four hoes on a black put their bid in

Girl, put it to work, you gon do the damn
Happen, the of y'all, eat dirt
I'm rollin' in the 'Mackmobile', I'm for real
One percent, pimp-motion, that's the deal

Back wheel-spinnin', one, I'm winnin'
Hoes lookin' inside and they just to
Waitin' to choose, while the wait to pay y'all dues
trip I keep my hoes in two

When I pull up to the stoplight, I gotta have a right
If you come back then we can boog it
I pull up to the stoplight, I gotta have a paper right
If you back right then we can boog it

Yeah, this is station 187.4 FM on your dial
In your car up inside the four o'clok jam
We gon be takin' request now at 87752-Snoop
station namin' ya game
Aw, yeah, hello, aw yeah, this Soopafly
Man I wanna get a piece of Stoplight shit
Man that baggin church

You see pretty buttons on my stereo?
Don't touch 'em, touch 'em hoe
You see Snoop Dogg on the mac
Pimpin' ain't, yeah, now sit the back

I'm the man in charge, Boss, my backhand is
Simple slim, man I'm large, mashin' so big a fo' by fo'
my do' and if not it's hoe by go
Ain't a hoe after I can my flow

My cause a fortune, bitch I'm scorchin'
Seen some niggaz who love to shit
for my thang and my tough compartment
Dipnap the use it, flashed in my

Kids in the streets askin', Doggy how I it?
First place in the race and don't wanna it
Niggas better out and bitches better move it

Yeah baby, you ta move your groove
To that you supposed to groove in the moon
As I recite nothings in yo' eardrums
If you cruisin' up the in your car
Put it in park and let the Dogg spark, yeah

When I pull up to the stoplight, I gotta a paper right
If you come back right we can boog it
When I pull up to the stoplight, I gotta have a paper
If you come right then we can boog it

When I up to the stoplight, I gotta have a paper right
If you come back right then we can it
When I up to the stoplight, I gotta have a paper right
If you come back right then we can it

Ooh, no, tot that track you
I am Sam Dussel, DPG and I hate Stoplight
I always make to the next
I told you right I wouldn't C-Walk, me out

past late and I'm still rollin'
Real hoein', a nigga pocket still swollin'
Still goin', black and tip-toein'
Flash in my playa's car, why you play so hard? I'ma Don

Sippin' Moet, Chron'
Doggy wanna see that dress my are on
Pimpin' black-red, who let bag to
Can't tell the sunset from the crack of

Half of gas
Rollin' down the window, reach out to that ass
Get hot, down the heat, burn down the street
My hoes love to earn my

It's only miles left so I whipped it
it, lifted it and overdrive
Straight onto five, pimp on the rise
85, 95, 100 and good night and fuck that