Luyện nghe bài hát The Dugout

'ello, I would to meet
Some people da bootcamp
top dawg, louieville, yaknahmsayin?
..
Whattup all you at camp, y'know?

Yo I got them new o.g.c. and whatnot
madd, crazy bangin kid
Yo uhh I just, givin a call
To tell how dope all y'all are
You like, one of my favorite
The whole camp clik is like
Ya know, just da bomb,
..

Is there a caller out there? "l-o-u, slugga"

Thanks for just makin all bangin
Music for me to listen to, give me "l-o-u, slugga"
to do y'know? and thanks for
Not bein all commercialized "l-o-u, slugga"

Right, you very much
Thank you much
We gonna the good shit comin "l-o-u, i-e-ville slugga"
Uh-huh,

Chorus: buckshot and

louie, ohh, ohh "l-o-u, i-e-ville slugga"
You let em know
Gotta let em "l-o-u, i-e-ville slugga"
(repeat 2x)

Batter's up! 'ville slugga, clap wit gun wun
Starang wondah, d.o.'s on
I hear brothers talk about burners, you them
Had gat happy, to slap thee 'pon the like ? i heat papi?
But it, you watch men, get stuffed like stockings
And wishes, true two snatch away his
No hustle, no game, damn shit do
For instance, let this nigga the page
Three men fall, three suffer withdrawal
Three hit the top, get stuck, but move no more
rise like your eye of da storm
Cruise and beyond, brother grab your buns
No fun because on

"l-o-u, i-e-ville slugga", "l-o-u, slugga"
"comin for you, so
Run.. run.. run for cover"

Uh-huh, uh-huh
In the playin, here we go, continuation
exam on my headz adjacent (gotcha)
Math, science,
All you motherfuckers claimin that it's strictly
On your behalf, I'll your mass
Single deuce-deuce you boots there'll be no tails/tales
beginning, to leave all thy foes trembling
Remem-bring, that ain't a damn
To this clik, so, best get off it
airtime with rhymes about garments
You dead, be no war be nuff said
Jet, baby bro you gwan to break a leg
You can't see, weak-ass close as you
That's the of shit that make you niggaz say, "damn!"
Think, with 3-d, ready to broke in species?
I feed you your own feces
The battle, originoo gunn two hack fools
My motherfuckin will not have you
I lines to entice minds
But then recite mines when the right time
I put the mood in groove, you be like
'oooh he's smooth I that dude,' correction --
No the God that's why your heads bob
In the dick lick motion, I move here waves
Way into the ocean, huss bust it off like that
To the gunn two clap

Who wanna of this, you'll be our guests left motionless
Para', I see you shakin in shadow
You caught up, our come up, lookin dumb-faceted
Goin for the gold, cause here, it just playin

Chorus (substitute "so run for cover" for scratches)

"so motherfuckers run for cover" *cut and scratch to