Luyện nghe bài hát Stoplight

How else could you the world?
If you don't attack from the
To the march
Yo, Snoopa Donna,

I pull 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

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

Move roof wide open, scopin',
The bitches relieve, the hoes hopin'
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 damn
Happen, the of y'all, eat dirt
I'm rollin' in the 'Mackmobile', I'm for real
One hundred percent, pimp-motion, that's the

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

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

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

You see them pretty on my stereo?
Don't 'em, don't touch 'em hoe
You see Snoop Dogg on the 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 wheels cause a fortune, bitch I'm
some niggaz who love to talk shit
Reach for my thang and my tough
Dipnap the use it, in my music

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

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

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

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

Half past late and I'm still
hoein', make 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, smokin'
Doggy see that dress my locks are on
black-red, who let bag to blunt
Can't tell the from the crack of dawn

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

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