Luyện nghe bài hát Stoplight

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

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

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

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

Girl, put it to work, you gon do the thing
Happen, the of y'all, eat dirt
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 wait to pay y'all dues
Don't trip I keep my in two

When I pull up to the stoplight, I have a paper right
If you come back right then we can 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 car up inside the four o'clok traffic jam
We gon be takin' right now at 87752-Snoop
Call namin' ya game
Aw, yeah, hello, aw yeah, Soopafly here
Man I wanna get a piece of that Stoplight
Man that motherfuckin' church

You see them pretty buttons on my
Don't touch 'em, 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'
Show my do' and if not hoe by go
Ain't a hoe I can slow my flow

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

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

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

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 right
If you come back right then we can it

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

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

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

Sippin' Moet, Chron'
Doggy wanna see dress my locks 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, out to extinct that ass
Get hot, down the heat, burn down the street
My love to earn my keep

only five miles left so I whipped it
Skipped it, lifted it and
Straight onto five, pimp on the rise
85, 95, 100 and good and fuck that stoplight