Luyện nghe bài hát Stoplight

How else could you capture the
If you attack from the back
To the march
Yo, Donna, what?

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

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

Move roof open, scopin', lockin'
The bitches relieve, the hoes keep
They can get it, fit in, back seat, sit in
Four hoes on a black tryna put bid in

Girl, put it to work, you gon do the thing
Happen, the rest of y'all, eat
I'm in the 'Mackmobile', I'm back for real
One hundred percent, pimp-motion, the deal

wheel-spinnin', number one, I'm winnin'
Hoes lookin' inside and just to grinnin'
Waitin' to choose, while the rest wait to pay y'all
Don't trip I keep my in two

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

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

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

I'm the man in charge, Boss, my is horse
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 slow my

My wheels cause a fortune, I'm scorchin'
some niggaz who love to talk shit
Reach for my thang and my compartment
the use it, flashed in my music

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

Yeah baby, you gots ta your groove
To prove you supposed to groove in the moon
As I recite naughty nothings in yo'
If you cruisin' up the boulevard in car
Put it in park and let the Dogg spark, baby

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

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

Half past and I'm still rollin'
Real hoein', make a pocket still swollin'
Still goin', and white tip-toein'
in my playa's car, why you play so hard? 'Cuz I'ma Don

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

tank of gas
Rollin' down the window, reach out to extinct ass
Get hot, turn down the heat, burn the street
My love to earn my keep

It's only five miles left so I it
Skipped it, it and overdrive
Straight onto five, pimp nigga on the
85, 95, 100 and good night and that stoplight