Luyện nghe bài hát Tommy Boy

[Snoop
hospitality
Yea (This south shit boy)
know how we do this (shit)
What up
This for all my in Mississippi
Magnolia, (fightin south you know)
This for all my in Tennessee (tell 'em)
Holler at ya boy when I get (MJG and Eightball)
All my in Houston
GA (Georgia boys, in the hou-)
(We'll say sup to that New clique out there)
[Snoop
a Sunday a fun day, one day
Away Monday, and all day ain't no gunplay
And everything is alright (why)
Farrakhan put his speech 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 Boy got caught
If he was slicker than grease, he woulda been at
Instead tryna while the war was at cease
Dillinger]
When me and was kids we always knew this kid named Tommy
His parents died left him with gangit of money
But was a hustler from around the way
Stayed on the of town, is where he say
He payed to whatever, they was games so clever
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 that we was riders so he wanted us on his
(Uh, Tommy)
Getcha money, team (uh)
Getcha man
(He was out to get paid)
money man (Poor Tommy)
Getcha money man (Me and on his team)
(Get paid) have that money man (Getcha money 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, that the ones could do him
They would try him, try him, he was slick
But he never would slip, he had his grip
And if he did, he'd get 'cause he was just to fast
Homie up Tommy, Tommy, out to mash
Get it, get it, get it, ya gotta have it
And when ya get sure ya grab it and stab it
it, brain it, the way ya gots to
'cause this is somethin to 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, niggas shit,
and never wantin to quit us, the machine gun spit
Now we really deep in the game, now murder and drugs
No names involved when that nigga caught a
Tommy told us forget it, that he's down wit us
The problems of the murder will be (young nigga)
[Snoop
Now word on the streets is Machine Gun Tommy,
ridin on big for a pasttime hobby
So if ya havin money, and ya big weed
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 find yourself layin six dizzeep
(Snoop Dogg)]
We was down big Tommy
(Getcha money man.. getcha man.. getcha money man)
On the streets doing his thang, paid
(Getcha money man.. getcha man..)
(Getcha money man.. money man..)
We was down big Tommy
(Getcha money man.. getcha money man.. money man)
Me and Snoop still on his team, big pimps gettin
We was with big Tommy
(Getcha money man.. getcha man.. getcha money man)
We was down with big
(Getcha man.. getcha money man..)
me out now man

We had money, and expensive cars
Niggas who know us, finally know who we are
We was important to the neighborhood like and mass,
he do a lick he break us off our proper share
A of days Tommy was on top of the world
Threw a party with the homies, invited of girls
[Snoop
Yeah, it was off the ya'know
We had everything from endo to (Whhaaatt, you sniff blow?)
Oh no, I got my whole life ahead of me, no time to be sniffin
If Tommy find out, boy be trippin
So I stay A-Ok, but
got somethin to say, to say, to say...
[Tommy
Aye look mayne,
What some people won't do for
Yea I had these two niggas was on my team
Ya'know, down with me the Grey Tape
It's always the that's 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, I'll put on my fiz-sound
I'm a pimp 'til I die, 'cause I the big,
as well as the ha-ha
Big baby {*echo*}