Luyện nghe bài hát Ride On/Caught Up

Back by demand
pound gangsta feel
Want a real DJ, a OGA

A bitch is a bitch, whether she or rich
She still gettin' a of dicks
It don't matter you do or say
bitch you can't change my feelin's no way

I've been across the U.S.A.
Same ol' hoes on days
Just ask my big homeboy de Snoop
Bitch you ain't with all that, woop de woop

I might rock ya, I ain't afraid to blast
I might rock a like Dame and dash
Grip the heater and slap ass
Cock it back, automatic your ass

Now is how a gangster mash out
The homies in the Coupe, me and in the glass house
Bouncin', bouncin', bouncin',
Blaze up a whole ounce and get the with the cotton candy

Yeah, and all my niggaz say, on, ride on
Yeah, and all the say, ride on
Yeah, and all the say, ride on
Yeah, and all the say, ride on, can't get caught up

Yeah, and all my niggaz say, ride on, on
Yeah, and all the say, ride on
Yeah, and all the say, ride on

I'm out to paper count the paper bump bitches and move
I take a trip my click on a three day cruise
Spank the corner in the fo', sittin' low low
Now we to the sto' in the fo', hoes holler

Top dollar with the gold flea collar dippin' in my blue
They say Dogg is a fool 'cause he got the bitches
And the little homey weed up outta high school

I never ever break the law, I bend it
Keep everythin' splendid, how I intend it
is in session, you might get suspended, shh
If you don't the fuck up and listen for a minute

been in it for life with two kids and a wife
With no tattooes stress and stripes, so
I'ma do what I and do what I like
But I won't go to sleep my heater at night, ride on

Yeah, and all my say, ride on, ride on
Yeah, and all the say, ride on
Yeah, and all the say, ride on
Yeah, and all the robbers say, ride on, can't get up

Yeah, and all my niggaz say, ride on, on
Yeah, and all the homies say, on
Yeah, and all the bitches say, on

Nigga gimme evrything you got, your hat
To your contacts, T-shirt to your
Dogg Pound affiliate, Hell naw
branded Cedar Paul nigga

Mashin', grey and all day
All all heated with heaters, Mac-11's
Nine millimeters, whattup Big
I got a bitch that gobble up dicks steak

She upstate and I don't think
a one of those bitches is proper, stash the chopper
DPology, D P G but first Snoop
Whattup big niggaz with the swoop

The homey jumps in out the four pound
we get there, we shakin' all motherfucker down
It's I had in mind, let's get paid hit the spot
like a raid one of the homies got a gauge, come on

Yeah, and all my say, ride on, ride on
Yeah, and all the say, ride on
Yeah, and all the say, ride on
Yeah, and all the robbers say, ride on, can't get up

Yeah, and all my niggaz say, ride on, on
Yeah, and all the homies say, on
Yeah, and all the bitches say, on
Yeah, and all the robbers say, on

Let me holler at for a minute man
I this game is gettin' real deep
We got that be misrepresentin'
I mean, motherfuckers you know thinkin' DPG

Is a motherfuckin' football game or a team or somethin'
Niggaz walkin' on and shit like they free
And just leavin' when they want to nigga this no game
This is a way of life

DPGC, Pound Gangsta, nigga
The fuck wrong these niggaz man?
be straight tryin' to put they little twist down, holla at 'em
But you know we to stay two steps
Ahead of the game baby,
Let me holler at y'all for a minute, you

You done stepped in some Dogg Shit, your shoes
Nigga this ain't Hollywood, the of Blues
It's the Dogg House so regroup your
And tell 'em Kurupt and Snoop

Fuck crew it's on I take your Brome
It's Don Corleone in the zone
I turn your dubs into nickels while I'm
I melt your rhymes into while I'm killin'

Sell 'em, I 'em, Kurupt, what's up?
I know you like givin' it up
We stop, won't stop, what for
'Cause every other day another nigga to pull a dulo

You know when I was fuckin' with the
It was all bad, it was all good
A nigga had to a breather now I'm Living Single
Like Khadijah they'll squeeze ya

Fuck a feedin' fish, I put my in your bitch
And a wish, ha hah
Nigga that's gangsta with the gangsta twist
Yeah, Dogg Pound