Luyện nghe bài hát Ride On/Caught Up

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Dope gangsta feel
Want a real DJ, a OGA

A bitch is a bitch, whether she or rich
She gettin' a gang of dicks
It don't what you do or say
'Cause bitch you can't change my no way

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

I might just 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 this is how a gangster out
The in the Coupe, me and Snoop in the glass house
Bouncin', bouncin', bouncin',
Blaze up a whole and get the ramen with the cotton candy

Yeah, and all my niggaz say, on, ride on
Yeah, and all the homies say, on
Yeah, and all the say, ride on
Yeah, and all the robbers say, ride on, get caught up

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

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

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

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

I've been in it for life with two 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 without my heater at night, on

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

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

Nigga gimme you got, from your hat
To your contacts, to your socks
Dogg Pound affiliate, naw nigga
Certified branded 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 like steak

She lives upstate and I think
Near a one of bitches is proper, stash the chopper
DPology, D P G but first call
Whattup big niggaz with the swoop

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

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

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

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

Is a motherfuckin' football game or a football or somethin'
Niggaz walkin' on and shit like free agents
And just leavin' they want to nigga this ain't no game
This is a motherfuckin' way of

DPGC, Dogg Gangsta, nigga
The fuck wrong with these man?
be straight tryin' to put they little twist down, holla at 'em
But you know we to stay two steps
of the game baby, y'know?
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 House so regroup your troops
And tell 'em Kurupt and Snoop

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

'em, I tell 'em, Kurupt, what's up?
I know you feel givin' it up
We can't stop, won't stop, for
'Cause every other day nigga tryin' 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 'cause squeeze ya

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