Luyện nghe bài hát The Dugout

'ello, I like to meet
Some from da bootcamp
top dawg, louieville, yaknahmsayin?
..
Whattup all you at boot camp,

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

Is there a out there? "l-o-u, i-e-ville slugga"

Thanks for just all this bangin
Music for me to to, give me "l-o-u, i-e-ville slugga"
to do y'know? and thanks for
Not all commercialized "l-o-u, i-e-ville slugga"

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

Chorus: buckshot and

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

Batter's up! 'ville slugga, wit originoo gun wun
Starang wondah, d.o.'s on
I hear brothers talk about burners, you know
Had gat happy, to slap thee 'pon the streets like ? i heat
But it, you watch men, get stuffed like stockings
And wishes, true two snatch his christmas
No hustle, no game, damn do change
For instance, let nigga paint the page
men fall, three suffer from withdrawal
Three hit the top, get stuck, but can't move no
Three like your eye of da storm
Cruise above and beyond, brother your buns
No fun it's on

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

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

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

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

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