Luyện nghe bài hát Tommy Boy

[Snoop
hospitality
Yea (This that south boy)
Y'all how we do this (shit)
What up
This for all my in Mississippi
Magnolia, (fightin south you know)
for all my boys in Tennessee (tell 'em)
Holler at ya boy I get there (MJG and Eightball)
All my in Houston
GA (Georgia boys, in the hou-)
(We'll say sup to that New clique out there)
[Snoop
It's a a fun day, one day
from Monday, and all day ain't no gunplay
And everything is alright (why)
'cause Farrakhan put his down and got all the brothers to ride
For one cause, and that's how it is
on up to rise on up dawg
Each one teach one, let the lesson be
It ain't my fault your homie Tommy Boy got
If he was slicker than grease, he woulda been at
Instead tryna ride while the war was at
[Daz
When me and was kids we always knew this kid named Tommy
His parents died left him with gangit of money
But Tommy was a hustler from the way
Stayed on the northside of town, is he say
He payed attention to whatever, they was games so
If the was bad it can only get better
He ran around the 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, team (uh)
Getcha man
(He was out to get paid)
Getcha man (Poor Tommy)
money man (Me and Snoop on his team)
(Get paid) Gotta have that money man (Getcha man)
Getcha money man (Getcha man)
Dogg]
Tommy was a rider, big
Tommy had everything, it wasn't
All the younger G's used to up to him
But there was no way, the bigger ones could do him
They would try him, try him, everytime he was
But he would slip, he always had his grip
And if he did, get away 'cause he was just to fast
Homie up Tommy, Tommy, Tommy's out to
Get it, get it, get it, ya gotta have it
And ya get make sure ya grab it and stab it
Maintain it, brain it, the way ya to
this is somethin to rock to

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

We had money, jewelry and cars
Niggas who didn't us, finally know who we are
We was to the neighborhood like presidents and mass,
everytime he do a lick he break us off our proper
A couple of days was on top of the world
Threw a party with the homies, gangs of girls
[Snoop
Yeah, it was off the ya'know
We had everything from endo to (Whhaaatt, you sniff blow?)
Oh hell no, I got my whole life ahead of me, no to be sniffin
If Tommy find out, boy he'll be
So I stay A-Ok, but
got somethin to say, to say, to say...
[Tommy
Aye here mayne,
What some won't do for money
Yea I had two niggas that was on my team
Ya'know, down me like the Grey Tape
It's always the niggas closest to ya,
be the ones that try to get'cha, ya'knowhaImsayin
Shit I heard these ladies the other day say that pimpin was
I said not in my bed bitch
Ah-ha, that's real, put that on my fiz-sound
I'm a pimp 'til I die, I represent the big,
as as the small ha-ha
Big Timin baby