Luyện nghe bài hát Stoplight

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

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

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

roof wide open, scopin', lockin'
The bitches relieve, the keep hopin'
They can get it, fit in, back seat, 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 rollin' in the 'Mackmobile', I'm back for
One hundred percent, pimp-motion, that's the

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

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

Yeah, is radio 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
Call station ya game
Aw, yeah, hello, aw yeah, this Soopafly
Man I wanna get a piece of that shit
Man motherfuckin' baggin church

You see them pretty on my stereo?
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, so big like a fo' by fo'
my do' and if not it's hoe by go
Ain't a hoe after I can my flow

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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