Luyện nghe bài hát Tommy Boy

[Snoop
hospitality
Yea (This that shit boy)
Y'all how we do this (shit)
What up
for all my boys in Mississippi
Magnolia, McConnell (fightin you know)
for all my boys in Tennessee (tell 'em)
Holler at ya boy when I get (MJG and Eightball)
All my playas in
GA (Georgia boys, in the hou-)
(We'll say sup to New Orleans clique out there)
Dogg]
It's a a fun day, one day
Away from Monday, and all day ain't no
And is alright outside (why)
'cause put his speech down and got all the brothers to ride
For one cause, and how it is y'all
Wise on up to rise on up
Each one teach one, let the lesson be
It ain't my fault your homie Boy got caught
If he was slicker than grease, he woulda at peace
Instead tryna ride the war was at cease
Dillinger]
When me and Snoop was kids we knew this kid named Tommy
His parents died left him with kinds of money
But Tommy was a hustler around the way
on the northside of town, is where he say
He payed attention to whatever, they was games so
If the situation was bad it can only get
He ran the dope house
[Snoop (Daz)]
So he put us up on his
He knew we was riders so he wanted us on his team
(Uh, Tommy)
Getcha money, size (uh)
money man
(He was out to get paid)
Getcha man (Poor Tommy)
Getcha money man (Me and on his team)
(Get paid) Gotta have that money man (Getcha man)
money man (Getcha money man)
[Snoop
was a rider, big money
Tommy had everything, it funny
All the younger G's used to up to him
But there was no way, the bigger ones could do him
would try him, try him, everytime he was slick
But he never would slip, he had his grip
And if he did, he'd get away he was just to fast
up Tommy, Tommy, Tommy's out to mash
Get it, get it, get it, ya gotta have it
And when ya get sure ya grab it and stab it
Maintain it, it, the way ya gots to
this is somethin to rock to

Man, we up dollars and Caddies,
muggin 'em for him
We had to gather up - whoever owed it to him
The hitman had hit us, runnin shit,
and never wantin to quit us, the machine gun spit
Now we deep in the game, now it's murder and drugs
No names involved when nigga caught a slug
told us forget it, that he's always down wit us
The problems of the murder be aquitted (young nigga)
[Snoop
Now word on the streets is Machine Gun Tommy,
ridin on big ballers for a hobby
So if ya havin money, and ya smoke big
First thing ya is a security team
And we provide, or should I say we for Tommy
My compadre, and if he say "spray em", we
So I suggest, you get the 'PG,
or yourself layin six feet dizzeep
(Snoop Dogg)]
We was with big Tommy
(Getcha man.. getcha money man.. getcha money man)
On the streets doing his thang, gettin
(Getcha man.. getcha money man..)
(Getcha money man.. money man..)
We was down with big
(Getcha man.. getcha money man.. getcha money man)
Me and Snoop still on his team, big pimps gettin
We was with big Tommy
(Getcha money man.. getcha money man.. money man)
We was down with big
(Getcha money man.. money man..)
me out now man

We had money, and expensive cars
Niggas who didn't know us, finally who we are
We was important to the neighborhood like and mass,
he do a lick he break us off our proper share
A couple of days was on top of the world
Threw a with the homies, invited gangs of girls
Dogg]
Yeah, it was off the hook
We had everything from to blow (Whhaaatt, you sniff blow?)
Oh hell no, I got my whole ahead of me, no time to be sniffin
If Tommy out, boy he'll be trippin
So I A-Ok, but anyway
Tommy got to say, to say, to say...
[Tommy
Aye here mayne,
What some won't do for money
Yea I had these two that was on my team
Ya'know, with me like the Grey Tape
It's the niggas that's closest to ya,
that be the ones that try to get'cha,
I heard these ladies the other day say that pimpin was dead
I said not in my bed {*echo*}
Ah-ha, real, I'll put that on my fiz-sound
I'm a pimp I die, 'cause I represent the big,
as well as the ha-ha
Big Timin baby