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 know? no (that's right)
That nigga slim is tight than a muh'fucka though (yeah that's true)
But we want a nigga to come with some gangsta
You me?

I went from rags to riches, to hittin these hoes and
Duckin snitches, and money hungry bitches
So you want a dollar? baby I can't holla
You ain't gettin shit, from the break a bitch scowlin
Not even a penny, homegirl you gettin any
Oh by the way... too fuckin skinny
Why don't you go weep, and wash your stankin ass
While my vogues burn, up and down the
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
you mobbin in buckets, or roll in a benz
Keep yo' eyes on yo' enemies, seperate yo' foes from yo'
models, drinkin alize by the bottles
Eleven ? ? , and my hand's on the throttle

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

White boy, white boy, 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 white boy, slangin my herb
D.p.g. to the fullest 'cause
My homeboy ricky said, "show me love!"
He got the club with fool named t-bo
From the south, gold's in his mouth, my peoples
All of my homies the l.b.c.
All my homies who smoke with me
me bud on the weekdays cause
This for y'all, from me and my doggz
If you know you do know t-bo my new dog
Fuck you goin 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 everybody talk
The one that's up shows, fuckin these hoes, representin the south
Eyes bare-ly open, laid in the cadillac tokin
hoes talkin bout ridin with me and snoop the bitches must be jokin
Toke smoke, up the block and glock stay cocked so you must get
And my hotter than a corner full of hustlers
Twelve slappin, trunk rattlin, and when you yappin we in a gun
When you talkin the talk, we the walk
So stay in yo' house after dark
We and we bite, ? ?
Knuckle up in the club to push and shove til starts to fightin
You might think the shit's funny, but we ain't actin
You bout yappin? we bout that action and scratchin
Playin for keeps, screamin take it to the
Camouflaged down, them soles on my feet
And up in the club, thugs push and shove
And you won't know who's a killer, so you betta who you mug

[snoop
Bitch get your mind right, get mind right
Bitch get your mind right, get your mind
Yeah, white up in the motherfucker
My t-bo!

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