Luyện nghe bài hát Gz And Hustlas

This is for the Gz, and this is for the
This is for the hustlas, now to the Gz
This is for the Gz, and this is for the
is for the hustlas now back to the Gz

Freeze, at ease, now let me some more of them keys
It's so let me just play
It's Snoop Dogg, I'm on the mic, I'm with Dr. Dre
But this time hit yo' ass with a touch
To leave in a daze, fucked up
So sit relax new jacks get smacked
It's Doggy Dogg I'm at the top of the stack
I don't lack for a second, and I'm still
The motherfucker that ya hearing on the record
me, ya see, S-N-double-O-P
D-O-double-G-why, the
I'm fly as a falcon, soaring the sky
And I'm high till I dizzie,
So check it, I get busy, I make your head
I blow up mouth like I was Dizzy Gillespie
I'm crazy, you phase me
I'm the S oh yes, I'm fresh, I don't fuck the stress
I'm all about the chronic, ya see
Every single day, with the D-O-double-G's
P-O-you-N-D that's my clique, my
Ya with us, we gots to fuck you up
I ya knew, but yet and still
Ya want to get real, now it's to peel, ya say chill
And feel, the realism
Snoop Dogg is on the mic I'm hitting hard as steel nigga

This is for the Gz, and is for the Hustlas
This is for the hustlas, now to the Gz
is for the Gz, and this is for the Hustlas
This is for the now back to the Gz

How many hoes in your group
Want to take a in my 7-8 Coupe, DeVille
Chill, as I take you on a
Where them niggas ride, and slide, you about the East Side
Niggas like myself, here to you where it's at
With my on my side, and my strap on my back
Papers I daily, and Death Row is still the label that pays me
But you know how goes
We flow toe for toe, if you on the Row
you and your hoe, really doe, so check it
It's Snoop Doggy on the solo tip
Still clocking grip, and really don't a shit
About nothing at all, just my Doggs, through the fog
And I'm still gonna em all
With the gangsta shit keeps ya hanging
How many hoes in ninety-four I be banging?
Every one, to get the job done
As I dip, skip, flip, right to two one
Where the sun be shining and I be
It's me, D-O-double-G, and I'm climbing

This is for the Gz, and this is for the
is for the hustlas, now back to the Gz
This is for the Gz, and is for the Hustlas
is for the hustlas now back to the Gz

I come creeping the fog with my sagging Dukes
East Side, Beach, in a 7-8 Coupe DeBille
I'm rolling with the G Funk, in my shit and it don't quit
So it on the one motherfucker put together that set
A nigga with a grip of that gangsta
the Eastside hoes on my motherfucking dick
And the Compton all about to set trip
Swing it back, it back, just like this
And if you my shit, then blaze up another spliff
And keep the motherfucking in your pocket loc
Doggy Dogg is all about the zig zag smoke
See it's a coast thing, where I'm from
And if you want some, get some, bad enough, some
But the gun by my side
Because it represents me and the motherfucking Side
So bow down to the bow wow, bow wow
yo, you can't see my flow
My shit is dope, original, now you
And can't no hood fuck with Rizzow

is for the Gz, and this is for the Hustlas
This is for the hustlas, now to the Gz
This is for the Gz, and is for the Hustlas
is for the hustlas now back to the Gz