Luyện nghe bài hát White Boyz

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

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

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

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

dogg]
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 ricky said, "show me love!"
He got the club with this named t-bo
the dirty south, gold's in his mouth, my peoples
All of my from the l.b.c.
All my white homies who with me
Sell me bud on the weekdays
This shit's for y'all, from me and my
If you don't you do know t-bo my new dog
Fuck what you through, we bout to fuck it up y'all

Chorus: says first line with snoop (1x only)

You know who I wanna be, that white boy, that talk about
The one that's tearin up shows, fuckin hoes, representin the south
Eyes bare-ly open, laid in the cadillac tokin
Them talkin bout ridin with me and snoop the bitches must be jokin
Toke smoke, up the block and glock cocked so you must get busted
And my city's hotter than a corner full of
Twelve slappin, rattlin, and when you yappin we in a gun battle
When you the talk, we walkin the walk
So stay in yo' when after 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 fool we ain't
You bout that yappin? we that action and scratchin
for keeps, screamin take it to the streets
Camouflaged down, them soles on my feet
And up in the club, thugs and they shove
And you won't know a killer, so you betta watch who you mug

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

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