Luyện nghe bài hát Stoplight

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

When I pull up to the stoplight, I gotta 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 right then we can boog it

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

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

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

Back wheel-spinnin', one, I'm winnin'
Hoes lookin' inside and just to grinnin'
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 have a paper 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 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 request right 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 motherfuckin' church

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

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 I can slow my flow

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

Kids in the streets askin', how I dooze it?
First place in the race and wanna lose it
better watch out and bitches better move it

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

When I pull up to the stoplight, I gotta 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 come right then we can boog it

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

Ooh, no, tot that you phone
I am Sam Dussel, DPG Buck and I hate
I always make to the next
I told you right I C-Walk, light me out

Half past and I'm still rollin'
Real hoein', make a nigga pocket still
Still goin', black and white
Flash in my playa's car, why you play so hard? 'Cuz Don

Sippin' Moet, smokin'
Doggy wanna see dress my locks are on
Pimpin' black-red, who let bag to
tell the sunset from the crack of dawn

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

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