Luyện nghe bài hát Dogghouse

Gimme some of that g shit loc
Yeah, what I'm talkin 'bout
Yeah, this out y'all, uh huh huh

Hook 2x: dogg
We got snoop dogg in the house tonight, with the homeboy
Waniac, loc and goldie, 4 tay from the bay, what you say
What you say, (we do this like everyday)

4-tay]
Did ya get the dank, did ya get the
I got the dank, you got the gas in the tank?
V.i.p. status, don't need an
'cause the niggas I wit, they all about the cabbage
in yellobrick road my destination, the dogghouse
Toastin remys, fillin' jimmies, we all out
Lookin for the wizard, creepin the fog
Got some bad ass bitches, headed to the ball
They gon be and wigglin ass
Hope you your playa pass
Tray-deee, goldie half dead, the blaze sacks
Bigger big everyday in l.a.
4 tay for the whole damn yae, beeyotch

2nd hook: dogg
Dogghouse, turnin it out, and if you ain't you gots to get
The fuck out, on the o g d p, (say what)
And how it is when you fuckin wit me

Don't how you come, use all angles
Ties become tangled the cutthroat strangles
My hookup, long
Better float like a nationwide sky
Them hoes save us, talk about bein
On the real we can deal wit you playa
We hit the spot, every got a block
What you makin when you it to a different type of level that it pops
Know the dogg keep the hip rocks, steady
Hoes steady sangin from the gang that we
Yo, it's waniac, the maniac, trip loc won't you spit rap

[trip
Park my shit and jump out, I'm at the spot
To see if he with me up to the dogghouse
Hit the he lightin, outside little niggas is fightin
bomb, I'm likin
Holla at my I know up in the complex
Nigga to ride as soon as he get dressed
Now we ready to roll, hit the store, then the lane
Once it's on, big chiefin
Remind me of the noisiest
Ladies all over the place, and niggas laced
How we it, saggin in my 5 0 1
my lungs, keepin these homies and bitches on one

2x

[tray
Man I got warrants, bad tax, still fuck it
Headed up to dogghouse swervin in a
Puffin on some bomb from my comrade
And got my little bitch a contact too
House shoes the blue khaki suit and my locs on
to some soopafly, gettin my smoke on
Nigga loc got the heat on roast it
4 tay on the way the twins is posted
Bout to set it off bet it's off the
Straight crooks, gettin money off the
Makin nothin but that gangsta shit niggas lovin
Thuggin at the house party, fuck goin

2nd

loc]
Let me hear you say pimps, banks,
Let's all get the money then murder motherfuckers
Cocksuckers, they can't us
Now put up choppers, just in case they rollin wit them coppers
I shut em down, doggpound for them
I be seein you with snitches everytime I'm switches
Ice skatin over
I'm true to the game, plus I'm out to get them
I be mobbin down the tryin to bag up my bags
I'm so hard I'm tearin up the back of my khakis
I'm tryin to reach my dirty red
But hoe won't let me know, which way to go
I'm slow
My chucks only wit a hundred miles of walkin
Hundred miles of runnin smellin funny and I'm gunnin
Doggpound crip for life
And we gon party in motherfucker all damn night

2x