Luyện nghe bài hát This Goes Out

This goes out to my crew
Now hold ya M-Dub in the air if ya me
Fuck 'em all day, fuck 'em all
paint on D's and fo's

Yo, I eat, sleep, shit, rap
Hip hop,
Snoop Dogg
Wit the diamond in the

I rep it a mayor mayn
like a playa mayn
St. cookin'
And I'm Murphy Lee the killer

lakem, lakem salaam
Praise the Lord or say to God
I'm just a Skool Boy, me Mr. Do-What-You-Do-Fool
Claim where you from or we will claim you move to

Home is you make it, eat a meal and get naked
You can, walk in yo drawers and nobody could say
I got STL tatted on my right arm, of 'em saw 'em
I dyin' but yo I'm definitely gon' fight for 'em

And keep it tight for 'em, and it hype for 'em
And buy at the bar whatever keep the night goin'
Do what you do and you do it, do it big
And if you live to get it you gon' get it how you live 'cuz

goes out to my West Coast crew
Throw ya dub up in the air if ya me
'em all day, fuck 'em all night
Hit the on yo six fo's

Naps, rock, skit West style
T-shirt, khakalack, swerve in the
Young Roscoe, the black Bacharach
Serve the sacks, skirts like acrobats

Now dip wit ya nigga, I take you on a
Through place known worldwide as the Westside
Chronic, Daytons, switches,
Cap turned to the back wit skirts at the Caddy

Los Angeles where sag to the mud
Drop the let it drag, du rags, full of thugs
Ya hard to the back, car of "blat"
Why A's decay, we ain't to get at

I rock a 5 double O wit the nose
Stop, the top I holla at a couple hoes
Fo sho wanna roll wit the Philly fanatic
Runnin' the radio in Cali 'cuz I in the traffic

This out to my East Coast crew
ya E's up in the air if ya feel me
Fuck 'em all day, 'em all night
Rock ya hoodies and

Yo, yo, step in the like
Sippin' on like
I hooked up wit the they like
gettin' frisky for me
Girls, they for me
Lil' Jon you wit us

I gettin' brainin', I can't complainin'
It's crazy I can't it, it's the Derrty Entertainment
Man, I like to stop and go, she like to mop and
Lovin' this track we gonna rock and roll

I huff and puff until my indo's
So I, get to wit my Timbo's on
We be floppin' homey, we all critic
Welcome to World A.K. New York City

We forever runnin' round, here creepin'
Up all night 'cuz homey we never sleepin'
But I came to do wit my derrty Murphy
Y'all niggas obey, 'cuz you can get it

This goes out to my Dirty South
Throw ya S up in the air if ya me
Fuck 'em all day, 'em all night
If ya tempted to throw bows

Get yo up bitch
yo goddamn clit
Get yo up bitch
Show yo goddamn

We gon' a fifth of Hen
And we rock it to this bitch
We gon' a fifth of Hen
And we rock it to this bitch

We represent Dirty
We ain't no shit
We represent that
We ain't no shit

We wild out in the
Same shit we don't give a
We wild out in the
Same shit we don't a fuck

Weezy, fuckin' Baby, 5'4 fo'
4-5 make a go
I'm a fly young nigga, ho South great
low when get cake

Yeah, me no we can take it outside
Never met a nigga take myself
It's Wizzy Wizzle, guy
Outside fly, gutta gutta in the South, 5

I represent money
I ain't scared to throw my up
Soon as I throw it high up, holla back,
I'm screwed up I drive not fast
Birdman Jr. I got stones not cash,

I'm from the swamp I dro not grass
P.O.C. rolled on my hands, got a 90 degree fo' in my
you this respect
I'm still mackin', you can the Pimp Juice on my breath

Get yo hands up
Show yo clit
Get yo hands up
yo goddamn clit

We gon' drink a of Hen
And we gon' it to this bitch
We drink a fifth of Hen
And we rock it to this bitch

We represent Dirty
We ain't no shit
We represent that
We expectin' no shit

We out in the club
Same shit we don't give a
We wild out in the
Same shit we don't a fuck