Luyện nghe bài hát Stoplight

How could you capture the world?
If you don't from the back
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 pull up to the stoplight, I gotta have a paper
If you back right then we can boog it

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

roof wide open, scopin', lockin'
The bitches relieve, the hoes hopin'
They can get it, fit in, back seat, sit in
Four hoes on a black put their 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, that's the

wheel-spinnin', number one, I'm winnin'
Hoes inside and they just to grinnin'
Waitin' to choose, the rest 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 right then we can it
When I pull up to the stoplight, I gotta have a paper
If you back right then we can boog it

Yeah, this is radio station 187.4 FM on your
In your car up inside the four traffic jam
We gon be takin' request right now at
Call namin' ya game
Aw, yeah, hello, aw yeah, this Soopafly
Man I wanna get a piece of that Stoplight
Man that motherfuckin' church

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

I'm the man in charge, Boss, my is horse
slim, man I'm large, mashin' so big like a fo' by fo'
Show my do' and if not hoe by go
a hoe after I can slow my flow

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

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

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

When I pull up to the stoplight, I gotta have a 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 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
When I pull up to the stoplight, I gotta have a 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 to the next McMany
I told you I wouldn't C-Walk, light me out

past late and I'm still rollin'
Real hoein', make a nigga still swollin'
goin', black and white tip-toein'
Flash in my playa's car, why you play so hard? I'ma Don

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

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

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