Luyện nghe bài hát Stoplight

How else could you capture the
If you attack from the back
To the march
Yo, Snoopa Donna,

When I pull up to the stoplight, I gotta 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

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

Move roof wide open, scopin',
The bitches relieve, the hoes hopin'
can get it, fit in, back seat, just sit in
Four hoes on a black tryna put 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 for real
One percent, pimp-motion, that's the deal

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

When I up to the stoplight, I gotta have a paper 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 right we can boog it

Yeah, this is radio station 187.4 FM on 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, this here
Man I wanna get a piece of Stoplight shit
Man that baggin church

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

I'm the man in charge, Boss, my is horse
Simple slim, man I'm large, so big like 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 some who love to talk shit
Reach for my and my tough compartment
the use it, flashed in my music

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

Yeah baby, you gots ta your groove
To that you supposed to groove in the moon
As I recite naughty nothings in yo'
If you cruisin' up the boulevard in 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 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 pull up to the stoplight, I gotta have a right
If you come back 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

Ooh, no, tot that you phone
I am Sam Dussel, DPG and I hate Stoplight
I always make to the McMany
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'
goin', black and white tip-toein'
Flash in my playa's car, why you so hard? 'Cuz 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 sunset from the of dawn

tank of gas
Rollin' down the window, reach out to that ass
Get hot, turn down the heat, 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, nigga on the rise
85, 95, 100 and good night and fuck that