Luyện nghe bài hát Tha G in Deee

[Snoop
man, let me holla at my nephew Tray-Deee
Nephew, I can't believe these motherfucking stupid ass man
I done told em time and and time again
I guess they don't hear me
So uh, why don't you let me
Matter fact let them know how you feel about motherfucking hoes

Dee]
I can't explain how I came the game I got
More likely from parlayin these things a lot
Be on the jocks, soon as they spot that you clockin'
These snakes'll plot, and then be all in pockets
Droppin little hints 'bout they and bills
When you tell em you can't help em wanna twist grills
Like you owe em you show em that you're interested
When knowin you be wantin just to hit and dig
I aint got shit to give, but dick and conversation
And end, when I commit the penetration
I toss at them, if it was proper we kick it
When we cross again, but you know aint no
I want ya when I ya, and that's the procedure
I call you and fall through, at leisure
And keep ya, until you start to cost me
Then I reverse the game til ya up off me
Kill em

Bitches shit, I said it before, and I say it again, Tray Deee
Bitches ain't shit, they only with your homies
'cause they you got a grip
Bitches shit, I said it before, and I'ma say it again, Tray-Deee
Bitches ain't shit, they only fuckin your homies
'cause they you got a grip

[Tray Deee over
I done peeped these knucleheads all ??
bitches on the gold rush
This aint 1849 quit that pan hoe
'99, you tryin to get yours, but I need all mine
You

Dee]
I the energy caught her eyein me down
when she first started hangin around
In Long Beach got real on some real G sex
So you got bitch now what's next
I ride on the while we slide in my broom
Old goons get with the ?foon?
Naw I'm on another level, get in your shit
Blowin while we swerve and we spend your chips
Drain me and me to the finest spots
Out the shop and buy me diamond rocks
It's a to get the dick and fuck wit me
Knowin the whole way I roll is in
I'm a major type of out for ruling the game
Every line I design is for a dame
When I approach I let 'em it's all money and sex
But I gotta be blessed before we make 'em

[Tray Dee Hook]
I check a bitch as as Goldie the mac
And keep them quarter sacks and my straps
I only want what's in the of they laps
And I hump before I get 'em for they snaps
(repeat)

Dee]
I can't conceive spendin cheese to please a broad
When intentions be to leave 'em all
In the minus, no matter if they the
Then the price come with rollin with riders
You can't expect to up in my company
And we fuck for free, and you not touchin me
With fine ass why chance gettin involved
And be callin me a dogg after hittin them
I'm out to ball, so keep all in check
And don't be to test what you're sure to regret
Thinkin you gon be up inside my profits
Bitch you got twist but you needs to it
I'm cold on the like the frozen snow
For my dough unless we both tryin to it grow
I you know, my bank be mo', than us kickin it
What's mine is mine, but what's we splittin it

[Tray
I got questions for a bitch though
Where mines at, takin you so long to kick it in
And how long this gon you to get me some more hoes
You know...