Luyện nghe bài hát White Boyz

[snoop
Yeah wassup my
I'm sittin chillin with my nigga kurupt and we sayin
I mean it ain't no hard motherfuckin whiteboys in the rap dog
You no disrespect (that's right)
That nigga slim shady is tight a muh'fucka though (yeah that's true)
But we want a nigga to with some gangsta shit
You me?

I from rags to riches, to hittin these hoes and switches
Duckin snitches, and these hungry bitches
So you want a dollar? well baby I can't
You gettin shit, from the break a bitch scowlin scowlin
Not a penny, homegirl you ain't gettin any
Oh by the way... you're too skinny
Why don't you go weep, and your stankin ass feet
my vogues burn, up and down the street
Eatin and shrimp, got my name on a blimp
Walk a limp, cause I'm a motherfuckin pimp
My diamonds is blindin candy paint out shinin
Got yo' bitch me, while yo' old lady two-timin
Whether you mobbin in buckets, or in a benz
Keep yo' eyes on yo' enemies, seperate yo' from yo' friends
Fuckin models, alize by the bottles
hundred ? ? , and my hand's on the throttle

Chorus: dogg (paraphrasing masta ase "jeep ass niguh") 2x

White boy, white boy, turn that shit
You know that ain't ready for the sound
From dem white boyz.. (white boyz) boyz.. (white boyz)
White boyz.. (white boyz) boyz.. (white boyz)

[snoop
I'm 'n a motherfucker, perv on the curve
Fuckin with this white boy, slangin my
D.p.g. to the fullest young
My homeboy said, "show me some love!"
He got the club with this fool t-bo
the dirty south, gold's in his mouth, my peoples
All of my homies the l.b.c.
All my homies who smoke with me
Sell me bud on the cause
This shit's for y'all, from me and my
If you don't know you do know my new dog
Fuck what you goin through, we to fuck it up y'all

Chorus: t-bo first line with snoop (1x only)

You know who I wanna be, that white boy, that everybody talk
The one that's up shows, fuckin these hoes, representin the south
bare-ly open, laid back in the cadillac tokin
Them hoes bout ridin with me and snoop the bitches must be jokin
Toke smoke, up the block and glock stay so you must get busted
And my hotter than a corner full of hustlers
slappin, trunk rattlin, and when you yappin we in a gun battle
When you talkin the talk, we walkin the
So stay in yo' house when dark
We and we bite, ? ?
Knuckle up in the club to push and shove til everybody starts to
You might think the shit's funny, but we ain't actin
You bout that yappin? we bout that and scratchin
Playin for keeps, screamin take it to the
Camouflaged down, with them soles on my
And up in the club, thugs and they shove
And you know who's a killer, so you betta watch who you mug

dogg]
Bitch get your right, get your mind right
Bitch get your mind right, get mind right
Yeah, white boyz up in the
My t-bo!

[snoop
Yeah shit funky dog
That's I'm talkin bout
My nigga t-bo, dirty all up in this bitch
(we no soldiers, we no limit soldiers)
Yeah, production
wreckin, bow wow
(white white white white boyz)
That's how we it for the nine-nine
White boyz, yeah we fuckin with in ninety-nine
they fuckin with us
It's a game of