Luyện nghe bài hát Eastside Ridaz

You'z a fo' dis, yeah
My hi-tek, representin' Cincinnati, Ohio
Eastside shit, y'all know how we get
dizzles a wizzle, bigg bow wiggle's up in the hizzle
Fo' shizzle bizzle, we go again

Freshly dressed, I jump up in the mo'nin' tryna some zest
Psyche, we like the bomb, somebody betta the alarm
And hit the folks at the forum, let my off the yard
I shall see the head in charge
Push, Bush office, dump 'til they get off us
Make them offers, that niggas in coffins

Can you feel it, my nigga? I'm 'bout to it my niggas
Sound like guerillas, fo' real'a off government millas
Coke killas, it comes to off mic'n wit me
I was in a gang, fuck havin' techniques

Just ride, not a damn lettin' these breathe
Pop peas, keys, find a stash fo' yo cheese
Is it possible that laws might get
Hell, yeah, they be hatin' on the three good

Over dosage of ferocious, West Coast in
Bang gangsta shit, so you know it's on deck
Hold and respect, as it get, don't wanna test
ya wife and ya kids, you get the message

Insanity, commanded me to savagely
Suffer casualties, me, I handle it quick
No talkin', C walkin', we the block off
Lettin' the off and throwin' up Dogg house

Coast niggas and we all in yo house
Gang bang we gon' turn this bitch out
Eastside and we all in yo mouth
Dogg Pound Gang, who let the doggs out?

Nate Dogg, Goldie, Snoopy, Deee
loved a ho and run the G A in me
Always got a bitch, but never in the front
Still the same, who let the mothafuckin' doggs

Yeah, it's to get crip'd out crazy
Blast on all you suckas with the throw to daily
Don't you shoot that little no mo'
That ain't he said, when he hit the chest
through his heart, came out his elbow

You shouldn't have been talkin' that bitch boy
the wrong thing against the real McCoy
Didn't know I was a cold gangsta
If you ain't ridin' wit us fool, catch ya lata

We exploded, reloaded and it up
Sprayed shots to the like a loaded pump
Keep this jumpin' 'til they close it up
Then we dippin' wit a sip and hoes to fuck

Pour late, the way, ain't no bustas here
So explicit you can only get it a year
Eastsidaz, the ridaz, change the game
And let you from here go, we straight came to bang

Put me on a leash if you dare and I you
Ever see someone here, who a fuck about you?
Niggas on the streets gon' keep shit about you
As long as you clap fool, it's than 'bout too

Fuck wit fools, that never paid us
And try to turn the homies traitaz
Blue rags with balls, fo' all you hataz
I shoot a out to the killas
Yeah, them stealas and

them D O double G'z
Ain't nobody really fuckin' wit
Who let the mothafuckin' doggs
in ya mouth
We them niggas talkin' about

Who let the mothafuckin' out?
Niggas run and hide, we about to ride
Who let the mothafuckin' doggs
Who let the doggs out?
Who let them Eastside out?

Now all the and doggs
Who in big balls, say, chips, chips
And all the wit extensions
In well fed conditions, you bitch, you

Hey, who let the mothafuckin' open?
Police comin' and we still
you drinkin' on Loc'y, Loc'y?
Doggy wo'gy, got his fo'gy while we on the wo'gy, doggy

Say mothafucka, woof, mothafucka
mowed his ass, take his block fo' the hustlas
Post up, about a million a month
bloods, switchin' guns

West Coast niggas and we all in yo
Gang bang niggas, we gon' turn bitch out
Eastside ridaz and we all in yo
Dogg Pound Gang who let the doggs out?

Dogg, Goldie, Snoopy, Tray Deee
Never a ho and run the G A in me
Always got a bitch, but in the front seat
Still the same, wh let the doggs out?